The Herb Plant

June 7, 2009
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I say, we care too much.
Stand back and take a look
At what you all have created.
Created nothing worth caring for.
I climb, and balance one foot
Against the top of the railing
And sweep my gaze over the world
A world silently anticipating my words.
I blink, and a fog settles as the world
Begins to murmur, and I say,
We care too much, look created all stand
And not even I make sense as
I wake from a reddish slumber.
My mother’s herb plant isn’t growing
And the soil is dry and yellow.
And nothing is worth caring for.

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Cedar said...
Sept. 3, 2009 at 10:49 pm
I think this is really good and captures a lot of valid emotions. Awesome.
EleanorRigby This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 22, 2009 at 4:12 pm
hey everyone, please comment on this piece and tell me what you think!
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