Flowers of the Night

Flowers of the night!...

...Come open,

One and all!...

Reveal yourselves,

My little

Flowers of the 

Night!...

...Your petals

Drop down

On the

Tombstones,

So slow,

And cover the letters

Of our latest 

Inhabitant.

This graveyard 

Is gaining 

Occupants every year!

...While the 

Doomed, 

And defiant

On the outside appear

To be perfectly 

Happy

With their 

Make believe 

Beat...

...High alarms from

The city!...

...The sirens, and 

Noise,

Keep them strung 

To their thread

While the Dead

In their Void,

Buried deep in

The dirt

Wonder why it

Keeps on...

Sweet flowers of

The night!...

You can make it

With your prize!...

...Flowers that

Revive

The aesthetic,

Dying art...

...These bloomers

Do their part!...

...Knowing full well

Every cure that

They provide...

...It is 

Death and 

Birth

Revived!...

...Flowers flicker

Like a flame!...

...Wonder if 

My deeper urges

Will be hard 

To tame 

Tonight...

...Or just 

Contemplate 

My breaking

Heart in

Awe...

...Flowers of the night!

...Come open,

One and

All!...

©

2017

Bunny Villaire