green

the vines
envelope the mind
to create her smiling
red dress

walking on them
wobble
covering the sacred nothing
with these vines
dried out to release
in abilities
inability

how high up
looking below
an inch from edge
yet miles down
the vines
bring out the creak
existing to exist
poor arguments
bad excuses

garden's vines
from garden's shit
grapes for wines
and flowers fit
for that smiling
red dress

vines uphold
a picture there
get close to it
to dare to dare

vines unknown
grow out of me
from six feet down
or spread at sea