black earth disturbed by silver spade

injected with your seed and returned

a season changed

while you waited,

drinking evian from a bottle

while i prayed for rain,

and despite your screams

I have not grown.

black shadow ever present, the weeds choking

away light, stealing nourishment

from wilted leaves

too weak to fight

you booked flights to exotic destinations

while i tried to dial 911

and despite your yelling

I have not grown