Midnightbells Grow
Like a ware wolfs winter coat.
Swaying in the midnight storm
That growls like an angry lion
Their slivering roots wiggle like starving snakes
Into crummy soil
That shakes
Like an earthquake.
The emerald green stem stays strong
Like Big Ben
As green as a witches eye.
Pestles drop
Like butterfly wings
Poisonous pollen
Like a starry night yawns
To reveal a secret world
Of Midnightbells
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