Bouquet
Five days after the fact
The flowers rotted
Their sweet nectar becoming
A mangled, sickly stench.
They became filth
in the bottom of the compost
Rosy pink and butter yellow
Fading brown, brown, brown.
Their withering remains
I tossed aside carelessly
And now I wonder if
I should’ve let them rot at all.
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