Smooth and nylon, it gathers itself
from the street, sweeping variety off
the front lawn. A seed
satisfying the trigger, the launch
of power machinery and chemicals. Powering
the engineered boundaries.
prefabricated to separate opinions and lawn chairs.
Bahia, Laboratory, Bermuda
St. Augustine, Catholicism
And I might reach for the carpet, fingers
sprouting fingers, and shake hands.
Weedanol, Fencepost, Tufor
And within the grass I can hear pistons, boiling,
and fear. Or maybe irrigation.