Poetry In My Dreams

My grass is the greenest

My grass is the greenest you'll ever see.

The brightest grass you've ever laid you eyes on

In a small space with a deep dark luscious grass that you can't help but take a second glance as you go by.

But that's it

That's all

Just a glance

In spite of its beauty no one ever stays terribly long

There are other lawns full of much more grass after all

Grass that is clearly a little less well kept

but somehow they are still pretty

Sometimes there is a sprinkler to keep the soil hydrates and happy

Or

Sometimes there is fertilizer to help the grass grow and thrive

Or

Sometimes there is a lawnmower to keep everything well kept

So

Even though year round the lawns aren't as green and flashy as mine they still get attention

But that's the point

That's why I made it that way

You're only meant looked and admired for only a few moments

Not to be seen any further

Not to be analyzed, appreciated, or loved

Not for long at least

And I made it with this intention

My grass is green

But it's not that way because of water, fertilizer, or a lawnmower

My lawn is not supposed to be

Happy,

Thriving

Or

Well kept

It's only supposed to make people walk by without any concern

They aren't going to stop

They are meant to see that it's "doing fine" and to move on

To not care

But what they don't know is that

My grass is the greenest you'll ever see

The grass is only greener because it is

Fake

...

There is no soil, no water and nothing will ever grow so it will never need to be cut.

It's all a lie, a mirage, 

An illusion.

Fake