Sunday, January 25, 2009

yet we worship Juno

the tiger lilies have collapsed upon themselves,
creating an orange version of a black hole-

they were a gift never meant to be given:

a spill of water and the crash of a blue vase
uncovered quite freely
the motives of a rainy spring.

the shriveled pistils carelessly shed their sterile seed.

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