Oh, Dandelion

Oh, Dandelion
I envy you.
You are rooted to this Earth
in a way I never could be.
I AM of this Earth too,
but not
Like you

Oh, Dandelion
I envy
I envy
I envy your roots.

As I sit and smoke my cigarette
I watch your dried cousins
Turn to ash.
I inhale their souls;
Exhale my mortality

There is a sudden need to clear my throat,
I expel the demons and a cloud of smoke.
The remains of your dried cousins
Mixed with my saliva
Nourish you.

Oh, Dandelion, how
I envy
I envy
I envy you.