
you are almost obscene
without petals
alien green bulbous body
too many waving yellow arms
yet you appear honest
dare I say brave
once, scared nobody could love me
I did this to a flower
it could have been a relative of yours
a great great great grandflower
I didn’t think about what it wanted
what my actions would change
only if I could be loved
if I could be chosen
I tore each delicate petal off
love me
love me not
until a pink pile lay at my feet
wasted beauty
for something like answers
seeing you now I wonder
what answers you hold
first full and now bare
and why naked truth
still scares me











































































































