I should have been more grass
high maintenance
watered from your loins
with tears
I should have stood in the front
rather than run with the pack
I should have drunk the sun
put down roots
but I was soylent green
a little red
lots of foolish black
I may have
missed the mark
I write this for those
hit or miss
that shot
they tried
you may never say
apology accepted
it’s being a cutter
I may never apologize
after all
I was lawn.
