Flowers In The Sink

I am sorry,
but I have filled
your bathroom sink
with wildflowers.

You cannot use it
to wash away your
eyeshadow and blush
and certainly not
to brush the evening
from your teeth,

but you may,
if it please you,
pick one or two –
orange poppy,
purple lemon mint,
white yarrow, perhaps,
to take with you
to bed.

This poem was originally published under the pen name Gabriel Gadfly.
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