Black Sunflower Lily
Looking kind of funny
Pretty ugly really
Especially when it's sunny

Golden hours never dull
A sight to behold because you can't be held
Captured souls you can tell
Will water your roots in hell

As a matter of fact
The fact of the matter is just
That

Pink Balloon
Don't think too soon
Or drink to swoon
Burn to consume
Moon rocks with no stop
Bare bedrock
Mocks
    Your
      Thought
         And    
            Hope
In a chance to confuse
What the earth does not supply
What it's worth to reapply
My self to you

Sweet Sunflower Lily
You look better in the night
Best to see your light
At midnight, the sun

Raging in the mirror
Crying, For. No. Sage

Could hear her

O'Blacked

These ****** flowers
Petals kissed by death
Scars licking her stem
A twist in her pistil  
She doesn't dodge this missile
Petal tips touch lips in unkind embrace
Walking lines so fine like lace
Misguide your grace in stones
Work and chisel to bone
Ripping skins you've outgrown

Unfamiliar with in where I stead
Something's
Non peculiar when things are dead
Surroundings
Rot revealing our date to lie ahead
Blooming so red

Maggots