Peace Lily

The single petal of a peace lily unfurls like a sail beside a nobby white stamen with blurry blotches of sun-flared green and white.

Every week the fungus grows

Your shiny leaves droop

Flowers fall like half-timbered trees.

Doomed—unless I douse you with

Vinegar, garlic, and soap-infused H20

Wait 24 hours. Rinse you with the hose.

Hauling your pot from house to outdoor sink

To pump-connected hose. Back indoors.

Wearisome, this, the unending fight.

Somedays, in my laziness, I’m tempted

to simply quit. Let you die.

What does that say about me?

My soul also needs fungicide.

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