A broken tulip

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Humans
………get
…………..distracted
enchanted
………..easily
why else
…………..would I
watch only
…………………one
………………………….brown
………………………………….leaf
scuttering
………………before
……………………..my following
………….feet
unheeding
……….passing sirens, flashing
for one dead thing’s
……….crackling?
How else
……….explain
……………..my grief
when it drops pretenses
to stop, brushes my feet?
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