Mowing the grass
and cutting myself down,
I wonder how long I have
until it gets too tall again.
The neighbors gather
and clap and cheer.
"Now there's a boy who has
some self respect!"
From the red-lipstick woman
who ***** the handy man
with her wedding ring tucked
neatly beneath the pillow.
But it looks like the dandelions
have gotten too bright.
The yellow is hurting their eyes,
drawing too much attention.
Time to cut and slash!
But the grass knows the forest it contains.
And so it grows, still.