Smell the flowers!
But those you offer have no scent
and I grow tired
of all the ways
you attempt to entice me
with sly references to universal truths,
trying to reel me in
to your particular belief system.
And yet --
is one flower, however bold or unscented,
all that different from another?
Do they not both have color?
Stamen, pistil, petal; a single artist
to paint their colors on an unsuspecting world?
You say this one's not real,
but what is real?
What's real is this: an angry woman driving by
who leaves her anger for a moment
to shoot this photograph
and smile.
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