• Hannah Flowers

you said one day we would marry

and as a grown child, i believed

you slipped thorns into my mouth

i tried to thank you for the roses

but blood came pouring out

where are you now?

where is my heart?

i'm aware of where it is not,

new windsor, brighton,

salt lake, wilmington,

nashville nor nottingham,

i've searched all for naught

yet the days grow darker,

the air gets thicker,

my limbs feel heavier.

if i lie down now, i fear

i may never stand up again

moss will envelope my body

i haven't the strength

to rip myself from the clutch

of the soft green earth once more.

what i would give for an embrace,

but i have nothing left.

mother, may i rest?

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