prompt: “a rose”
“The Wildflower Rose”
Blossoming from the heart of Asia,
a baseborn epidemic took root.
Hybridity gave them eternal bloom.
A high-maintenance delicacy to defend.
And bastardized petals, unrivaled
by our piquant fragrance.
We will not be forgotten
by you, oh gullible gardener. Thick
and tangled with purpose,
we thrive naturally. Regardless. Perhaps
even in spite of
your prying stare, gloved hands.