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[3amcorners]

Gladiolus

This flower I held dear for a year, When did it become this way? For the petals to turn dark as night, shuddering at the sight of light. The one I called “beloved,” The flower’s life fading so quickly, Smiles of its sepals fall away.

How it used to bloom in me life: A symbiosis between the flower and I. When rainclouds used to be all I see, And light would no longer dare touch this world, That is what I clung to, In the same way that it clung to me with its roots; Root hairs mark my arm with scars. And together, the rainclouds and light did not matter. Because it was just a world of the flower and me.

But it’s going away now, And I too will lose that life — that light. With ease, it gives up easily Without batting an eye, The gleaming petals begin to fall, too. I’ve already lost sight of my dearest’s name, Trying to recall it merely hurts, Choking on ghostly words.

So, I’d crumple the withering petals between my fingers, Smearing the crisp leaflet into my grooves of my fingertips Just so it’d stay longer on this world — The decaying pieces stain my hands, And I bury my face so I too can be covered by its taints Just so I would remember it in some way, One piece of the ash scatters in the wind and falls on my tongue, Then I remember the name of the withered flower:

Gladiolus— The name repeats. Gladiolus— Scorching the tips of my tongue. Gladiolus — Burned into my memories with a smile.

[3amcorners]

Let’s Let Them Go

These scars that adorn our skins, Dark marks they’ve left behind Of the past that stains our memories Let’s let them become bubbles That can come off our bodies— Heal and mend ourselves a new For the thoughts that ravel our mind, That tangle us from within, Put under pressure to hide away, Let’s let them become clouds in our sky: Watching them make shapes we could point out While you and I lay together under this brilliant sky The tears we have cried, Ones that seeped out accidentally Ones that we scold whenever they come out Let’s let them become our prism To create the atmosphere So our sky and reality can be full of colors Apart and a part of us The past we hold onto Let’s let them become the paint we make To create a new day

[3amcorners]

from a comet 10000 years ago

How I long to be enveloped, Caught in the tangles of an aroma That was quickly escapes my senses Into nothingness, Craving to fall in step with that wave To be intwined as one once again But would you come catch me flying into your orbit? Or would you blindly let this silly meteor slip its way past your atmosphere? Would you let me go that easily? My fingers are slipping from your grasp And soon, I’ll be quick to plunge back Out of sync, Out of time, Out of step, You and I fall back once again. Away and away we’d fall Till I no longer see your light anymore And alone I swim In the ocean of stars, Wishing on each one, To see you once more.