a snowman eraser smiles at me
smug, despite the pencil end shoved
elsewhere....
it's hard to believe that jolly lie
especially when delievered by
office supplies.

silence presents a focus
problem.

there's space to echo
clicks, slides and bangs from
a cliche school hall-
a distracting balm for
productivity.

the number of cups
of coffee I've
forced past my lips
does not add vigor to
my smile
no matter how much
it may taste of
synthetic vanilla.

I want to smash
this apple across
the knees of my employment.

since floricide is not
an option, I instead crawl
to the corner

and cower under my
dunce's hat,
and just wait
til the bell rings.

We paint on each other with flesh tones,
Rough like wood and soft like a rose.
Split open my petals, leave me exposed
The scent of nature touches your nose,
Coaxing your passion to light and explode.
My withering leaves curl and return,
Floricide kiss, body made of dirt.
**** me, and I will be reborn.
Treacherous eyes gaze upon vines,
I wish to be entwined- ******* inside
Lush foliage, on supporting limbs.
I can hear your birds sing
As my bees fly around humming-
Buzzing, begging for your endless loving.

-SLuR

A wildflower blossoms wanting to be a rose, it's floricide
Will you stop demeaning yourself?
You quirky little Peach, wake up!

Heavy heart, eyes crazy as ever
going in each direction, different colors, I expect nothing less to fit someone like you

Happy Tab
keeping people on their toes, up all night, flaccid brain,
What a wavy ride your presence provides

Tongue of a parakeet,
Just let her get High

She'll light her cig and care intently.
There's no one like Andrea,
my sweet Serendipity Baby,
Didn't you know Wildflowers grab everyone's attention?