Today I watered the plants

　



My eyes avoid…



Especially that one in the corner- It’s been watching me every time I walk by.



Seeping its way into the corner of my eyes, a lifeless green



It sits in front of the window, forced to watch drops of water slide down the pane



I hear it plead



So I fill a cup and Pick withered leaves to prepare for moisten soil



I generously pour water with a hum, as if I did it every day.



I envision a murderer watering roses on a grave she created



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