Tuesday, November 23, 2010

If you are going to San Francisco

If you are going to San Francisco,
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair"

I wore a flower,
I thought the fragrance will bring you to me
But the night withered,
As the last petal fell,
As skeletons walked about,
As smiles poured into shinny glass,
Overflowed with a shameful grace.
As laughter rose from hollow hallways,
Of applause unabashed,
In celebration
Of you and me,

Never together.

I wore a flower,
In San Francisco.

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