Link by linkI thread each stemWith careful precision.
Tongue on my lipEyes bright, attentiveMy busy fingersMake deep slits in their pretty necksUntil the juiceSecretingDyes my fingertipsAs green as my knees.
Barefoot in the soilToenails, dirt-cakedBurrow,Seeking a pebbleTo stop them from sinking.
I watch them fallSpirallingOne by oneA blur of colourHeads splittingPetals exploding,Broken.
Link by linkI thread each precious stemWith careful precision.