Daisies are blooming through the brick.

Daisies are blooming through the brick.
Daises are floating down the river.
Autumn leaves are pushing down
the mulch that daisies are rising for.
Daisies are floating on the wind,
resisting capture. Chrysanthemums
are realizing that they too are daisies,
are jumping from window boxes
into the streets to join the march,
and there are daisies in the footfalls
and the eyes of marchers, daisies
holding place in their books and
tuning their guitars. Daisies are
how we talk to each other, but the
daisies are also talking to each other.
The daisies are organizing
independently, the daisies
have formed their own union,
the daisies have presented a vision
for a better society than the one
in which we live, a society
with increasing, not plummeting
insect biomass, because the daisies
have performed an analysis
and determined that mandibles
are only the local cause of
daisy oppression. The daisies are saying
they've talked to the brick, river and
leaves, they all still hold hope
for us but we really need to reflect and
change and act before we say
we're on the side of the daisies.

 

 

after Orchids Are Sprouting From the Floorboards by Kaveh Akbar