Is there a name for this problem?
Is there someone you would like to call
a rhododendron? Naturally?
In waving corpuscles green
time accrues piles of leaves left
to do the math (matter) after together
we have scratched, strode (stridden)
switched the light of day
to alternate current Blue nos
gust across grass
stewarded in perpetuity by others
(hence, its attraction)
Sooner or later one of us will drop back
to smell the roses’ wrists
Life is not a convincing argument
There is no gap