środa, 2 lipca 2025

FLOWER NOTES

Familiar scent—
A rose in bloom,
No.
A tulip, or a lily, would be better.
I'm just glad that it's not that one
Flower in Asia
Rafflesia.

Then another—
a funky pop of colour,
sharp on the nose,
sharp somewhere else.
Somewhere, where I don't belong,
Maybe.

How long have I thought about that stink!
Giblet, gourds, gourmet:
Insatiable buds of unicorn shit,
taste the rainbow
and find the leprechaun
looking into the distance.
A pot of worthless gold.

What I really need is analgesia—
dumb down my powers
decrease the volume
deliver absolution
demand restitution
depress
the bass.

Then silence would ring in my ears
Louder than anything else
Note not so brown or white
but
just
Here.

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