the scrub bush

there is a bush beside
your porch that you hate.
if one can hate a bush.
it's a scrub brush,
green, the kind of plant
you see in the woods.
it makes you sneeze
just to look at it.
why it was planted
there, you don't know.
tonight you will
pull it out by it's roots
and toss it over
the fence. you're in
that kind of a mood,
with people and bushes.