BUD

a bud on a welcome mat
lit up by a low lamp
blossoming and stoic
sitting right where I’d see it
it jumped and went far
at least 6 feet or more
it waited all day
right on this floor
opal pinks grapefruit reds
it’s just showing off now
knowing what I want
and
filling up my heart
and ...
ok ok come in if ya want
come in do your thing
have a drink and settle in
no really
settle
in
you bud of my dreams
you secret given to me
cuz you picked the mat
and you left your tree
and you budded into you
so you could free me.

christine hauer