
Empty road…
Seeking poetry,
For the empty soul…

One espresso
You want something more?
(Oh, I would very much like something less…)
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Flowers
Dead and dirty on the ground
I feel so alive in the spring!
The smell of death means the world goes round…
This section has the past versions of the poem, to show the evolution of thought until the final publication.
Flowers
Dead and dirty on the ground
I feel so alive in the spring!
Flowers on the ground
I pay no attention as I walk
Feeling alive as I trump on the ground
Flowers
Dead and dirty on the ground
One still standing
I cut it
It smells so good
I feel so alive in the spring!
Flowers
Dead and dirty on the ground
I feel so alive in the spring!
The smell of death means the world goes round…