Fertilizer Poem

Fertilizer Poem

“Yup. Smells like fertilizer,” she said, as she diligently folded the letter.

The poem was sappy and nostalgic; full of sweet-nothings that they hadn’t felt for each other, in ages.

She opened the window and tossed, what was now, a paper airplane, outside.

She danced, while she sang, “Forget You”, as if it were a gospel hymn, as the fertilizer poem flew away.

DizzyDezzi (c) 2016

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