An echo of innocence (Paradelle)
The wide eyes of a child...

Flora beast
the planter long deceased...

A trunk stands proudly with its toes in the earth
looking much like two people in a tight embrace...

And so we gather
some tearful, strained convulsions, leaking sorrow...

A fire raged in his mind so fierce
that his eyeballs bled and imploded...

Crack flashing red pants
drunken kid despising oaf...

Proud that I'm a tree
taking root quite literally...

Those early memories of happiness
the hugs, the encouragement...

Born
screaming leg kicking...

Life
miraculous, hopeful...

** found in my sent emails, resubmitted and...
And so darkness arrived and extinguished my...

Choosing
losing...