Fake Plastic Flowers
I saw a bouquet of fake plastic flowers today.
Their petals were made from rough, cheap fabric.
Their leaves were unevenly painted a sickly shade of olive,
And peeling off their stems.
The stems themselves were an unnatural green,
With an equally unnatural plastic sheen.
And they had obvious seams.
Harsh, stark, lines down the middle,
Branding them, beyond a doubt,
As cheap replicas.
They were falling apart, worn out, sad, and positively ugly.
But I noticed something else about the flowers.
From a distance,
The plastic sheen turned into a healthy luster,
The rough fabric became soft,
The uneven paint transformed into tricks of the light,
And they were more beautiful and perfect than any real flowers could ever be.