Like Poison Ivy, Climbing

Like Poison Ivy Climbing

Like poison ivy, climbing
choking
A noose around the neck
Others wither away
in your presence.
Bright wisteria grew there
blooming
When there was only
Sunlight and solitude
But now the lavender blooms
dying
Are destroyed by your
Creeping edacious vines
Higher, and higher, on and on
climbing
Unaware that the tree
Cannot maintain you.
Others around, lovely and tall
gasping
As you begin your ravenous journey
Ruining and destroying all in your way.