WHISPER IN LOVES LOST ROSE
See how sweet the Rose grows
it's peach wedding dress petals
breached by the early sun
in peace feeding
giving --
gentle in the breeze of caress
I want to take an axe
slice, decapitate
spread its delicate scent
deep into the rain-sodden ground
stamp
plague
push
slaughter this uncommon beauty
willingly it gives up this creation
into vast romantic gifts
greeting lovers
in smiling abundance
casting loves caution before the fleeing
shadow
I smash into the clear fragment
those vile sweet blooms
coughing
vomiting
urinating
exterminating before all love's fragile alters
I produce darkness
pronounce night
now cast into the shallow earth
upon bleached broken bone
surrendered into deaths charms
NOW AT LAST
I HAVE THE ROSE
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