Universe Ruined



Ending an eternal pulse of being,
we cut the rose;
and simulating affection,
we force it into a vase;
The bee was an afterthought,
Nuisance was its flight;
So was the odor implied romance:
A  ruined universe.
………………………………..

 By TAE

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