I struggled to grasp What the stench you carried was. What had you sacrificed? What was buzzing that you silenced, killed? A thousand exotic mares rested In the town square where the moonlight shined. Where four nights connected Hips deep, buried in snow. Walls embedded with jasmine root, you looked on A bleached white bundle…

Posting this piece in image format so I don’t need to format the entire thing again! I wrote this piece to resemble, well, an orchid! Let me know what you think, this is an older piece