Valdaro Flowers

How many words will it take To show you this distant place My head will sit in pain My chest will explode forth bouquets My tongue a sharpened blade My body out here on display Rosebush limbs Barbed wire skin Weeping Willow hair How long have you been down here? How long have you been digging These graves? Weeping Willow chest How long will you feign deep rest? Can this one grave really hold Both out bodies? How many words can this head carry Before it is a dictionary You play my heart just a harp Sorry if my strings are too sharp This uncomfortable caprizant This unyielding aeipathyn These uneven palms will tremefy This uneven fear is visotactile Weeping Willow hair How far can those planets stare? How cold is the dirt You keep digging? Weeping willow chest Can we hold on to what's left? Can we lay in this grave These time machines above.