5through the thick of a rainforest, dew on the leaves
the hush of the air weighing down the earth
your heartstrings are snapping like vines
torn at the roots, ripping, slowly, detached
uprooted from the soil, you're a crazy flower in mom's garden
purple hairy leaves, dead bees
and I'm scared
silently. Whispering,
I'm going to lose you to the breeze of the dandelion fluff
in the backyard.