mrtakeout

the closed pod of an unreleased blossom
hides the truth of a delicate deception
inside the water that feeds life
turns neither hot nor cold
it becomes lukewarm
so that the blossom is forced to
spew it from the mouth as it opens

the flower entices the nectar searcher
with a wonderful array of petals
and bright pollen on its pistol
inside lies in wait a small drop
a drop of lukewarm poison that did not escape
from the back of the throat

the flower enticed another soul with its sweet aroma
and the petals of white and royal purple
from a far it was a magnificent site
beneath these petals lies a sinewy structure
woven from a bed of lies
each one forming a tangled spider web

caught by a web of deceit the second soul
sowed his seed next to her
he grew proud of his cherished flower
soon after the flower's roots took hold of his
they strangled the life out of him
and left only the stench of love


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