Hello dead flower,
for all time now you will
be embedded inside of me.
I will love you, dead as you are,
withered like a left-out tomato.
I will cherish you, your deadness,
your smell and deep dead colour.
There – the funny shadow on the upper
wall – you killed my sun.
You left me here leaking my joy
all over the sofa.
Hello my dead flower,
let be whatever is, let it please

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s