glacial garden
you've made a mess out of me
I liked you better as a packet of seeds

 [bad word] your fingers
wove your arms through the fence
now you're choking everything

green-thumbed mystic
you made a fool out of me
I liked you better when your advice came for free

two dreams i've journaled
toxins i've cleansed
vines are clinging desperately

hiding spirits in the cupboard
you always drank alone
you were a one horse town

sister sobbing in the kitchen
for you to stick around
you were a one horse town

boulder canyon
you made a son out of me
I had a mother who swam in your streams

I know the ending
Yet I'm faking suspense
We're fertilizer for the trees
From dust to dust, roots will pass through us