Terraced Houses


I keep thinking maybe

things would be

easier somehow greener

if I had a plant.


A girl I know

told me her basil has greenfly coming on.


She can see things like that.


I want a home

filled with plants

like those of madwomen;

spinsters and choir teachers

in cold terraced houses.


I want to be terraced.


When my friends came to stay we lay

together in my fold-out bed

our unshaven legs touching

like textured wallpaper.


I heard I should get a spider plant because

they are impossible to kill but

direct sunlight seeps

through my window


and I heard you

are supposed to

keep away


from things like that.