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.