bubbles, once bulbous, build to burst
flattening on fertile soil
youth warrants its dissolution
waiting for the plastic leaf
breaking apart at hand
of the overturned bouquet
where the roses hold their colors
having long burned away
timorous and timeless soul
taken from your kingdom
residing on the ancient soil
battles birthed upon
stripped of all your armor, bare
ripened for a beating
dreaming of the distant fairs
the sword has took you from
crystals dampen on your cheek
languorous and lessening
that by the time they’ve reached your lips
they’ve sweetened your depression
once innocent and damned
for the lessons you feared
putrefied in the glass
presenting: pierrot’s tear!
⎯ ✶ ---
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