What have I got against wisterias,                                                                                                        
hacking away at them                                                                                                                             
as they curl around the corner                                                                                                           
find the downspout                                                                                                                               
and ascend skyward,                                                                                                                               
leaving brown curlicues                                                                                                                          
to dangle from the shutters                                                                                                                    
when the leaves fall                                                                                                                                 
and snow collects my mind?

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