“YOU BRING ME FLOWERS” 19 Nov 99

You bring me flowers
I don’t know why
it’s beyond your power
to change the course of our lives

It’s the best gift I ever had
so cold in here
I cannot do anything
I’m no longer here

You bring me flowers
they feed me your love
through this earth
this cremated love

dead.
like a corpse.
like an absent feeling.
I don't need the flowers now.

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