For it Brings But Trouble

I cut it out

It got too strong

That growth

Scalpel and chemicals

Can’t develop can’t spread now

A snipped bud never to bloom

That unsightly growth

 

Hope it didn’t scare you

Or make things strange

That growth

But it can’t propagate now

Could’ve been dangerous

That barely constrained growth

But all should be well now.

…Did you ever see it?

…Sense it? …Feel it?

...What? …Nevermind.

Just a growth.

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