Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Rooting Carnation



I once dated a psychic hypnotist
who saw that in my previous incarnation
I was a frilly, freshly scented flower.
Supposedly I spent my adult life in a
perpetual states of frustration,
always aiming to get past the first date,
but undeniably wilting before the second.
She said this time around
I get to be more grounded in spirit.
Can you believe the
stuff some people
come up with?
Hey, wanna 
commingle
our juices?


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