i
I wish to disappear
like the death of a town.




ii

Let me step in
your colourful garden
I will not harm them
try to blend
like a friend

Be part of some picturesque
perfect chosen moment--
The light plucked out stolen
your roses stiff and frozen

Tulips die by the dosen
without the touching
of a petal
a crumbling reverie
In spreading darkness

Tones drone out
a broke, worn
poisoned chest
flowers inhaling to death

You see
do you see
there is nothing left...