if i ate a
flower
seed,
they say
would i be
as beautiful
inside
as the flower
that grew
within me?*
they ask

and so i took
a flower seed,
popped it into
my mouth and
drank water to
moisturize it
everyday.

i felt it grow
and grow,
i felt a leaf
slipping
between the
hollows of
my ribcage.

i felt it
cradle my
lungs, a
perfect
description
of a hopeless
romantic tied
to its lover.

on one
unfortunate
day, however,
the vines
got hold
of my beating
heart too tightly.
i gasped
for air as the
flower ******
the life out of
me, but it
continued
to bloom
without a care
of my soul.

and there i lay,
motionless, dead
as the flower
blossomed
out of my opened
chest, making me
beautiful
inside out.

first, if you're intoxicated,
   don't be surprised
      to see a lipstick stain
(that's still fresh red)
         on your cheeks.

second, if you're intoxicated,
   don't be confused
      about who is the owner
         of the number
            embedded in your palms.

lastly, if you're drunk with love,
   don't be surprised
      if you are knocked down


      with only one smile.