by any other name
written 3 March 2006 copyright © 2006-present James Sanghyun Han (a.k.a. steal this and DIE)
| you slid me into your vase intending permanence and to put yourself at ease you chose to clip my thorns you took up kitchen shears snipped off each dark claw and each revealed a darker wound where vim and steam escaped so is it any wonder, dear that i drank more than you could pour and that as each day passed my appeal ebbed breath by breath? i'd've liked to remain whole instead of brought in from the sun and have you meet me on my ground not sequestered at your whim so don't blame me for lost color after festering me in your jug and don't blame me for the wilting or the steady loss of grace you sweetly clipped my thorns intending permanence and to put yourself at ease you slid me into your vase but i'd rather remain whole not stripped of thorny charm and you could drink my vibrancy which outweighs the risk of blood so don't excuse a lack of fealty with the demise you have promoted and don't feign concern for faded petals when it's merely prelude to disposal for if you take up kitchen shears to put yourself at ease where does the onus lie when the scent is less than sweet? |