
Mourning adornment
in memory of the dead
slow-dying flowers

Mourning adornment
in memory of the dead
slow-dying flowers

Arms wide, “Come hither!”
beckons the great mothership—
rooted in the ground.

Waiting patiently,
for life-defining sentence,
those courtroom benches

As a pop-up shop
in the middle of nowhere,
a spring in nature.

It yawns, moans, and groans,
oi! tiny, puny human,
hails alpha ocean.