Dead Bonsai

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[Verse 1] You left the shears beside the sink, Their handles turned a little brown. The little tree still holds its shape, Though every green has fallen down. [Chorus] Dead bonsai, living no more, Still in the dish by the kitchen door. I water the dust where the roots once lay; You’re gone, but your tree keeps your place each day. [Verse 2] Your cup has a hairline through the glaze, A ring of tea gone dark and dry. I turn the pot toward afternoon, As if it might remember why. [Chorus] Dead bonsai, living no more, Still in the dish by the kitchen door. I water the dust where the roots once lay; You’re gone, but your tree keeps your place each day. [Bridge] The calendar curled at the corner, The last square marked in your hand. I could throw the small pot away— I can’t make myself lift it again. [Final Chorus] Dead bonsai, living no more, Still in the dish by the kitchen door. No leaf to turn, no branch to save; I keep your place beside the grave. [Outro] The shears are waiting by the sink. The room goes quiet. I don’t move.