PINK

Wish we could be
next door neighbors
talk over the tulips
kids and weather
important stuff between the slats
coffee grounds over the tomatoes

the Valentine card's
gettn' moldy
my heart is foldn'
down on itself
sword fights with my TV
touch is sadly tucked away

'bout to lose it with this world
compromise is not in my toolbag
sunshine now has crimson flowers

SPRING?