Chrysanthemum

Blinked the pollen out of her eyes, and watches the ivory chrysanthemum frown

Stares at her undulating reflection,

And they tell her that the puppeteer dreams on the backs of monarchs

They’ve all retreated back to Laputa, distillation of providence for the pixies that dance

On the quiet collection looming above

Muted pearlescence and stringy white noise nestled—strewn—about her feet

She’s just one more inhabitant of the glass castle expansion

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A carrion of trust ripens within us

Intermingles with opposing arteries

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Vomited out of the knitted complexities from that red fiber cosmos

Tripped over blue bell droppings,

Silver spoons twining summer solstice around Solomon’s seal

And huddled amid suede wings she’s hoping they’ll write the ending

To her budding precociousness

She gazes at the crystallite underbelly of the monolith above—longing

Yet it only divides gauzy seams of dreams and hovers beyond

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Tickles tender veins

Whorls dusky green

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Morse coated sickness, a staccato of sound, replaces the pearly chrysanthemum scent

While the narcissus’ read her Braille skin,

She keeps herself stagnant; she can see the blooming ink blot pool of velvet eyes

This hiemal being rumbles beneath permafrost and sod

Hibernation interrupted when she feels the swooping change of seasons

From the thin horizon she thinks she hears chrysanthemums sing their hallelujahs

Amidst the frigid white—jarring velour—of monarch wings

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Beneath a battered indigo night

Our supernova explodes

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She is impressed between cellophane and antiquity, one more scrapbook still life

To hang with the lilies in their bell jar

And when that castle in the sky hovers back into sight

The puppeteer takes its flight antennae clenched

Powdered trail across her breasts and belly—they are her memories

Chrysanthemums return and petalled fingers recoil from her squiggling pupa form

Sleeping creature slinking back where it belongs—chrysanthemums drive back the winter

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A carrion of trust ripens within us…

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A/N: This was supposed to be a song, but it didn't want that. Ah well. Anyway, thanks to all that read and review.