chamomile is my favorite weed
such sweetness in the dust and gravel of crumpled concrete
tiny leaflets
prenatal petals surrounding the yellow-green dome
when you chew it it doesn't taste the same
it's sour
i've read that handling it can cause a rash
but that's never happened to me
i've handled it often when sitting in the dust
once, i could smell it from the ground when walking by
and so i stopped Katie and we picked it for tea
later i kissed her and told her i loved her
which i didn't and i knew it
i didn't brew the tea either
it was a dirty road where i found the flowers
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