Cherry Blossom
Created | Updated Sep 8, 2005
It was a yellow grey smoky kind of day. A mosquito anxious siren-whine was piercing a line through the caves of my skull. A curious sting was dissolving into my skin. And the wind took the cherry blossom.
And the wind took the cherry blossom and swirled confetti snow all over everything.
And white flower scented fragments kissed my aching memory and did awaken me to symphony.
I am a black rose under the green tinsel stars
I am the hospital shiver in the sticky crimson river
Archangel luminous glory along the jazz line!
I am crowned with grief.
And the wind took the cherry blossom in the photographic haze.
It was a yellow grey smoky kind of day. A curious sting was dissolving into my skin. And the wind took the cherry blossom
And the wind took the cherry blossom and swirled confetti snow all over everything.
And white flower scented fragments kissed my aching memory and did awaken me to symphony.
I am a black rose under the green tinsel stars
I am the hospital shiver in the sticky crimson river
Archangel luminous glory along the jazz line!
I am crowned with grief.
And the wind took the cherry blossom in the photographic haze.
It was a yellow grey smoky kind of day. A curious sting was dissolving into my skin. And the wind took the cherry blossom
