The Job of a Flower…
Is to smell like:
harmless,
Like an empty funeral,
An overplayed Love,
unlimited Freedom,
Or plastic, if it's fake.
The job of a flower is to
Wait and
Dry and
Die
To become a beautiful corpse
And be treasured forever
Finding immortality through death
The job of a flower is to:
Be a fortune teller
And always say:
He Loves You
Be an accessory:
To hair,
To romance
To revenge
The job of a flower is to:
Remain unseen,
To be a helpless victim
And then put a thorn
through someone's finger.