The Thisle (poem 2026)

Back in '97'...

The Thisle grew from the sidewalk,

between a brick wall... 

Like an all seeing alien eye...

Purple flower...

War of the Worlds...

Eye of the spacecraft....

Seeing everything...

Drunk on mushrooms,

After morning coffee...

I saw it standing alone...

Thorny stalk....

Glassy green...

Everyday it stood...

In the Sun,

All the way to school...

And back again..

Then one day,

I noticed something strange...

Weed whacked...

And it was gone...

Forever...

But I will always remember...

Where it stood...

And it's lonely days...