i'll liken myself to a dandelion
beautiful when light shines through me
beautiful at dusk and
aesthetic unique to one kind
though i've only found one of us so far
that's me
and so fragile that once i've been plucked up i wilt
•and a whisper could•
•flutter me away•
my tragedy is i'll never be able to disassociate myself from my downfalls
as different parts of me spread
•like a delicate cancer•
•like dandelion tufts•