Flowers don’t care to be ignored
Flowers flower
To drink in welcome visitors
So that they may wine and dine
On nectar and pollen
Held within colourful advertising
Awaiting distribution of coded messages
From here to there
Where they can be taken in and take root
In newly emerging possibilities
Travelling far and wide
No, flowers don’t care to be ignored
In covert operations
Buried underground
And neither do I
