Cracked panes on the lean-to side
Where the tomatoes sprawl and hide
Diner buzz hums in winter air
Pink tubing gasping stripped and bare
I speak to Solanum low and deep
While neon letters fall asleep
Roots drink water slow and sweet
Light bleeds out on the dirty street
Chlorophyll neon glows through glass
Watching city shadows come to pass
Anxious mind but a steady hand
Rooted deep in this shifting land
Chlorophyll neon I understand
Monstera leaves catch fractured pink
Photosynthesis on the brink
Hammond B3 begins to play
Watch the colored tubing decay
I whisper latin to the vine
Reach for the broken neon sign
Steam rises from the coffee cup
Warming up my numb green thumb
Chlorophyll neon glows through glass
Watching city shadows come to pass
Anxious mind but a steady hand
Rooted deep in this shifting land
Chlorophyll neon I understand
Cactus blooms in the night time heat
Black diner coffee dark and sweet
Leslie speaker spins a weary sound
Muted brass plays golden sound
No city noise can shake the root
Not the flicker nor the soot
I read the leaves like scripture scrolls
Life survives in the broken holes
Chlorophyll neon glows through glass
Watching city shadows come to pass
Anxious mind but a steady hand
Rooted deep in this shifting land
Chlorophyll neon I understand
Dawn breaks the glass to burning gold
The neon fades as day unfolds
Ficus stands by the open door
Doesn't need the sign no more
Chlorophyll neon glows through glass
Watching city shadows come to pass
Anxious mind but a steady hand
Rooted deep in this shifting land
Chlorophyll neon I understand
Chlorophyll stays deep inside
Long after neon fades and dies