YOU NEVER WANTED TO BE A GARDENER I can feel the weeds poking through the mulch in my stomach. stop plucking them out- they just grow back louder. yknow, for a gardener, you spent a lot of time in mortuaries. I just didn't realise I had one in my chest I didnt realise you'd notice didnt realise you'd try to pull the weeds out of that too, and plant daisies in the beds instead. Did you know daisies are weeds? yknow, for a gardener, you were never very good. But I still let you into my house to water my arteries. every single time we kissed I left with a mouth full of flowers; you left with a mouth full of mud. It's not your fault you couldn't keep up with the gardening. you tried everything to get rid of those *******. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to kiss a girl who tastes like weedkiller? They tell me you gave up gardening - But I know you still keep a daisy pressed in your bible.
6am sleepless night poetry and you're on the tip of my tongue.