read the small print

marvel its colour
its beauty
its scent

feel
really feel
the fine silk
of each petal

recognise this thing
it is yours
has been sent

notice the fit
of the stem
in your palm

solemnly vow
to protect it
from harm

take a moment
...another...
       because

that's all you'll have

now drop
that you love
watch it wither
and starve

yes...

hand.
back.
your.
flower.

throw.
it.
away.

let... it... all... go...
you do not have
a
say

watch it crumble alone
on the cold land
below

don't question
don't ask
it is not yours to know

do not look back 
and do not
ever
cry

your beautifull flower
did not really
die

except
~~~~~

it did
it so did
it lies dead in earth

welcome
to 
cruelty

to the horror
of
birth