the autumn flowers were already in bloom
early this season
i admired the sight, but didn't care for the smell

and as i walked along the driveway i remembered something you said
last night, entirely out of context of course but you said that everything happens for a reason
and despite the angsty teenage stigma attached to that statement, it made me think
i hadn't qualified whether or not it was true yet
but i wanted to talk to you

like a spectral odyssey from kitchen to upstairs to the basement
all covered in blood, like individual grandfather clock pieces, dripping in perfect 4/4 time, on our ****** linoleum floor