A Certain Person
By Sophie Strongman
They die in
like
Three days
What’s the point?
What’s the point
To feel joy in a moment
However long it lasts
We remember it, some people can’t
A garden {rose}
Three days
Five for the energy-conserving hoes
Thermostat set to 60 degrees
Set by a shady window
Slide it open [she’ll] love the breeze
That hoe?
Is me
And that rose?
She lasted seven days