Stars

The apocalyptic conversations we have been having through roses in the sky

Chasing dragons throughout the galaxy

We watch flys over the waters of the pound

The black holes dance around you like the stars in the sky

Like the stars in your eye

The flowers look pretty but fill your nose with poison

A good metaphor for our love

It's a beautiful garden

Another good metaphor

our minds beating together our hearts somewhere else

The empty words of the one that kill us fall the dead leaves on the earth

Change is not something you can wait for change is the girl with hair like a waterfall

Her eyes like the night hungry searching

And the black holes surround her 

Another metaphor for lost

 

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    bloom

    on my bedroom dresser,
    demise blooms from cracked petals and dried stems,
    rubbing against a dusty glass vase. 

    each flower once flourishing and loved--
    only to be hung upside down,
    and left to die in a dank closet. 
  • Poetry

    By Anonymous

    turn my swag on

    Live, Laugh, Love.
    The beautiful flowers of earth sprout from the seeded soil,
    The trees blow back and fourth with the rythem of the wind,
    the ocean swells into giant pool along the rock cliffs of life,