The moment I awoke I raised the blind
as usual, to garden-start the day.
My vision snagged on novelty – the kind
I can’t ignore and don’t adore. What’s new
is just a mat outside a door, designed
to clash with every natural garden hue.
The neighbors picked hot pinkish tones combined,
that promise to show dirt, to fade, to fray,
and make me wonder that they have in mind.

(Magic 9)