Photosynthesis in Motion

Photosynthesize

Gooey plants are sucking at fingers on the veranda
Dew seeping the ridges of nails
Greener than the torso of a blade of grass
Beheaded by a team of killers
Injected through spines at the base, following through the passion and arriving
Under the hot sun
I scorch and burn to the pulse of the light
Hitting my body in regular motions of bliss
Parched and satisfied
Breaking and sealing
Bloom