Purple blossoms, petals
The size of pinky nails,
Dot the sea-green branches
Of the conqueror bush
No one calls by that name
Since no one’s yet noticed
The habit of the bush
To carpet the landscape.
This is the invader
Above all invaders,
But you don’t know it yet.
Every week, up the slope
From your all-invasive,
Stuccoed subdivision,
More of the scrubby, drab
But for their purple blooms,
Conqueror invaders
Appear. It’s no big deal.
Humans were hard to find,
Once upon a time. Now,
You’re everywhere. Truly,
Did you believe you’d be
The last as well as first
Of the alien waves?
Monday, October 28, 2024
Already Landed, Watch
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