Because it seems the only way to save the roses
is pluck the Japanese beetles out of
their convoluted paradise
and kill them, I think for a moment,
instead of crushing them in the driveway,
of impaling them on the thorns.
Perhaps they’d prefer that. »“Only One of my Deaths” Dean Young
is pluck the Japanese beetles out of
their convoluted paradise
and kill them, I think for a moment,
instead of crushing them in the driveway,
of impaling them on the thorns.
Perhaps they’d prefer that. »“Only One of my Deaths” Dean Young
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Date: 06.28.11 Time: 10:00 AM
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