where a garden shouldn't
bloom. Taking root in his bed-
room. His lips sprouting
fangs. His viper hanging in

the grass.  The man has
a heart of glass. He shook her
like a ***** collins. Rocked her
till her teeth fallen. And as

her belly swell
he told her sharply not to
tell. She watered this dandelion,
called him Brian. But as winter

cold snuck in the air
her hold on him did not fare. So,
this show like autumn leaves
blew out of town in one fell sneeze.