dog rose

i am
the
vase,

she
is the
flower\

i am
the
crack,

she
is the
matisse/

there is a
loss
in transience
debuffering
a compression
conflict lost
lost
lost.

i am
the
vase,

she
is the
transcendental
wonder
inherent
in
life
i see
the
masterpiece
hidden
in
peonypetals

somedays
love
is a bed

today
it is
thorn
y but
sweet

dog rose
and
honey

she
is the
poet

i am
the
fool.

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