Cacti from Precious Nothings by Scarlett O'Hanna

A photograph keeps haunting
You look wistful gazing at the lens
A photograph keeps haunting
You look wistful gazing at the lens
Some place resembling a familiar haven
The air is fleshy
The light ocher
Behind you cacti rise and lean

I close my eyes
The picture is still here
Your hair is white
You’re dressed in black
Longing has molded to your face
Time presses its fingertips in
the hollow of your neck

I have wished repeatedly
I have wished repeatedly
I have wished repeatedly
I have wished

I’ve grown skilled at storing water
I’ve adapted to the dry
In the heat of summer
My arms, my knees, my thighs

And I play longing as it lays
Foolish, helpless, sublime
All cacti have flowers and produce
Oxygen from carbon dioxide

I have wished repeatedly
I have wished repeatedly
I have wished repeatedly
I have wished
I have wished repeatedly
I have wished repeatedly
I have wished repeatedly
I have wished

A photograph keeps haunting
You look wistful gazing at the lens
A photograph keeps haunting
You look wistful gazing at the lens

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