my plant is trying
to walk away from me
keep reaching the window
i turn it around; still
i can't put 'em outside
to cooled for tropical
i could be sadist
cut those overgrowth
maybe i'm but pruning
yes that would be pretty
give 'em shower after
to wash away sap
maybe it needs a company
one time i hang my headphones
and watch any visible sign of change
after a month, less leaves falling
greener could be mere coincidence
i won't bank on that, i will downsize
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