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I told you I was thirsty.
The cactus you killed by following the rules. A 12 × 18 enhanced matte poster of Pokey — small wilted cactus in a terracotta pot with cracked dirt, mismatched eyes (one bloodshot red, one dead pink), and a long drool of sap. Heavyweight stock, archival inks, museum-grade detail. Frame him, tape him, leave him a little crooked. He's just happy to be looked at.
They said cacti don't need water. They were wrong. Or right — Pokey doesn't remember the difference anymore. The spines are still sharp, even if nothing else works.
Rescue Pokey →
