Dear Peppermint,
Thou hast choked on the sun.
Bewildered the water, wondered
At the earth, food you despise
Death you do not ignore, how
Can you be helped? With a trace
of another mint. Oblivion? I
Send you my cheeriest wishes
that you may choke on yourself!
Your fertilizer
Michael Witkowski
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epistle-to-the-mint/
