kobayashi maru

dear blackberry,
dear spent and tired metaphor
for all things beautiful with thorns
which is all things beautiful, dress
down for me. though i cannot blame
any part of you for how willfully I
reach my albrecht hands against your stalks

though I cannot blame your petals
or rivered back for their morning glistened
salt and dew light sweated beads rolling

though i cannot blame your roots alone
for how i can so easily find you open
every spring, dress drown for me
this winter, that i may forget.

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