We shot through the ground
At the same time
And while you pushed your way
Towards the sun
Drinking up the light
I cleared the gravel
So the others
Could find their way too.

Weeds
Have to be quick
Lest they end their days
Under the hiss of a spray bottle
Or the blunt end of a shovel
So I learned to hide
Between the sunflower minstrels
And the corned eared zinnias
While you stretched your
Peppered veins
To lap up the rain
And poison what fell to the ground
Choking
Everything.

You were a giant child
And yet I loved you
Deeply
So deeply
Only the mole crickets knew
And I hated you too
Because I was nothing
But a ****
Beneath your feet.