Can't you see the painted
roses on the table
sitting in a vase
that is cracked in half?

Can't you hear the birds
calling from inside
of the anxious
forest of delight?

I do not want to fight,
work, or remember
how we did not get along...
how I could not get along

Can you see the painted
roses on the table
sitting in a vase
that is filled with tears?

Can you see the minutes
eaten by the insect-
waisted figure
of the hour glass?

I've given you my last
bowl of understanding,
to watched it speared
like a carcass on a knife

This is the knife of life,
work, and independence;
We're only free at night,
but that is when we sleep


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