"It is easy to be
a smug flower-picker,
who never lets himself
be known. He tells the flower
how simple it is to be a human,
and how she should compose
herself. It is easy to know
the flower's wound, as you watch
her grow from the outside
-poking your fingers in the Heart
of her bud as it blossoms,
never having risked your own.
Does it make you feel powerful,
to harm the Love that you
don't want, but wont let
go? Kindly, could you
wave on through and a-Way from
me, Now, Lucifer? I am not a flower
anymore. Call it a lesson learned."