i possessed a plant,
a nameless
species
with giant leaves
that reminded me
of Paraguay, or some
distant land.
a gift from an old girlfriend
who
felt i needed something
in my little apartment
other than
a couch
a tv,
table and chairs.
beer cans.
it stood in the corner
for years,
turning various shades of
brown
as i forgot to water it.
people
would use it as an ashtray,
or a small
waste basket. cigarette
butts
filled the bottom,
young men being
the boys
they are.
did the plant mind the music,
the visitors
who came and went
at all hours, who knows.
but she survived
despite all odds.
at last i moved, but didn't
take it with
me.
i set it in the trash room,
nearby.
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