Literature
Tiny White Flower #103
I've found myself
Squeezing my hand recently
As hard as I can -
To feel the pain -
Because I like it...
It wasn't very long ago...
We were sprawled out
On the shore, and...
You handed me this tiny white flower
A tiny white flower...
Filling me with mystic recognition
Given everything that's happened
In the past week, I...
I think I'm finally
Beginning to understand
What it all meant
Maybe, you handed back to me -
What I'd handed over to you...
When you cut me in the thicket
Sending my mind into a spiral
Of rushing thoughts, utter confusion
You know, it really hurts
When you squeeze the knuckles;
It makes me happy...
I enjoy the pain - like a baby's smile
It brings me a spark;
It lets me know...
You handed back to me
What I handed over to you
You had given me a rock
That could fit
In the palm of my hand
And I threw it,
As far as I could,
Into that deep, dark water...
Caught on the verge
Of a total meltdown...
You must have felt me
There that night;
When lost in a gale
