This cactus
Sat beside my desk
Ignored my angst
And maddened me to chaos.
As cute as it was
With its orange bulbs
And green stems
It utterly laughed
at my quiet confusion.
Bearing my mind to a place faraway
Where imagination could play
I brushed it off to crash
And stepped on its pulpy bits.
Suddenly awake,
I blinked to see it still there.
Without revere
It bit into my flesh.
I allowed it to.
