The Promise of Tubers
Jerusalem Artichokes
shift through the spectrum,
give up hydrogen,
and half as much oxygen.
No sunny flowers now,
pretty boy,
no crunchy snacks,
just compost for next year,
and the everlasting Sun,
which, unless I'm very much mistaken,
is moving closer every year,
and when the corona gets just a little closer,
we'll see some fireworks for sure!
the end
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