C in Biology

Being is a handful
of flowers,

whichever make
you feel,

covered in booze,
but listless, bright,

somber sanctity
dying more,

every day,
every night,

smelling clean,
until they

finally
smell more,

and then
smell less,

until a time,
new forms

regrow again,
every spring

ready for
new hands,

new smells,
listless cells,

candied souls,
tensile strength

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~ by Shawn M. Young on April 26, 2019.

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