Naturally

I've seen a garden
so lusciously botanic
my skin felt then
transparently guarded

before a ditsy pattern
of warm reds and greens
I became radiantly colored
by its blooming fabric

then I treaded the greeneries
in the lightest of footsteps
as daisies pulled me in
with bright invisible threads

and every petal looked chemical
with the threat of temperature
so I held my breath because
my breathing was all too organic

in bids and matters botanist
the whole anthology, then
is only guilty of being
tastefully written

poetry·24 Mar 2026

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