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paper flowers
You could have me be
a paper flower
If skin were silk
I’d crave charmuse
but be chiffon
or a crepe underlay
with seams stitched
all horrible wrong
An embrace is lovely
I dream too big
the sky wouldn’t have me
but the water did
and the glow just doesn’t last down there
If it were raining
I’d be paper flowers
raining down on you
just because I like you confused
oh how I do
If blood were ripping on my skin
it’d be coloured social anxiety
I can’t press within
it’d glisten bright and be like a mirror
it would reflect on you
If we were a root
I’d squirm along
up to the sun
where I don’t belong
I’d burn myself
become hard and numb
if clouds were fishes
they’d swim in the breeze
they’d eat bananas
from apple trees
body dysmorphia would leave them cold
they’d be hot and bothered when they were old
If time were Jello
I’d eat it whole
I’d add the milk of your milky soul
And if I had my way
we’d stay up late
and eat paper flowers on a paper plate
