This tree has strewn
Paper-thin crepe flowers.
Their pale petal’s crinkled edges
barley display that tinge of purple
tree-life gave them.
And their folds along delicate sides
float and land next to the mix of
mini candy wrappers
also white from the sun’s bleach
and plastic bags bear
witness to water
My India-induced mind,
for one moment forgets,
which is beautiful.
And which is not.