I said it first.
I broke the silence.
Shattered the earth,
Echoed the sirens.
I screamed it in the black
Garden of wilted flowers.

I saw the flowers
And broke them first,
Painted them black.
Echoed the silence
Of imaginary sirens,
In the garden of the earth.

I felt the earth,
and smelled the flowers
until I shattered with the sirens.
I echoed the first
Wave of silence
by the garden dressed in black.

I knew the black
devouring the earth
would bring forth silence.
I watered the flowers
And mowed the lawn first,
By the garden through the sirens.

I heard the sirens
Break through the black.
I was happy at first,
To fear to earth.
Now I hear the flowers
in the garden disrupt the silence.

I felt a wave of silence
before I heard the sirens.
I looked to the flowers
For an explanation to the black,
Until I felt the earth,
Unravel in the garden first.

First silence,
Earth’s sirens,
Black flowers.