Neglect

The plant had died, there was nothing he could do about it or could he. Water is esential to a plant he had denied it by neglect, no more no less. It had been beautifull once, it ended in a heap of missery trying to hold on to life in vain.

He had thrown it in the bin and thought no more of it, 'till one night its tentacles choked him in his bed. In the last moments of his presence he was amazed how much he admired to draw breath when there was none.


(c) JR.