John Biscello

Gardens

grow ruptures

and bisected shoots

of tease and envy

too

you know.

Do not place

the malformed

under a glass jar,

do not treat fractures

with tourniquets,

myrrh

and silence,

do not judge

a moth by its sister’s wings

or addiction to smolder.

There is much you don’t know.

The garden burlesques

its fallopian mysteries

to level a caste of wonders

for the curiouser and curiouser

of heart.

(Image: CocoRosie)