wildflowers
blue blue in front of green green
a city invaded
legs so soft
everyone tells you
they look good
and then you and you and you
and who am i
with all of you
are we different
does it matter
you break and break and lie and lie
and i open myself to you again
sandwiches and wine
me on top of you
but i was mad
i was broken
and i said no one could do that
break me
i hate all that
but i broke a little
thunder thunder
lightning
park
underwear
sunburn
all of a sudden alive again as you have died
that image of you
french lover
died a little
died a lot
wildflowers
died a little
died a lot