I'm not sure exactly what these are, but they grow up against the fence in a neglected area near my compost heap.

The poet they probably shouldn’t have sent. I watch anime and am sometimes accused of reading books. I'm writing a long gay giant robot story in verse—probably this millennium's best yuri mecha epic poem, through lack of competition.
'Now praise those names on tombs of steel engraved | And toll this rotting country’s countless bells.'
I'm not sure exactly what these are, but they grow up against the fence in a neglected area near my compost heap.
My uncle used to have them all over his yard when I was a kid. Very nostalgic plant to me :3
Filled with yearning (probably yearning to be allowed to grow directly out of the compost heap).