shut up, flower
shut up flower, shut up.
why do you open these petals to me, glorious of curves and color?
cast your smaller portions perhaps.
i see your petals yes, but of the stem what?
green is the backdrop, the one that makes you beautiful.
don't close, flower. oh, you have to? ok. then close.
but do you close for me? no, i guess not. for you close you, not i, i who see.
iris is a name for a flower, but i see with my iris, no?
you are truly an invasive species, with your italicized greek. greek petals.
the soft toes of a goddess, petals of my parthenon's dust.
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