“Flowers For God”

I brought you flowers but didn’t know where to lay them.
It was the least I could do, for all of these patterns and infinite mayhem.
I’m forever at your feet, for who else would feel this world?

To bring flowers to you is to bring flowers to me.
For what I give, you most often give back; is another flower really what I need?

Total entertainment forever.

Shirk the duty of this life like a fawn off the fender,
of a car driving way too damn fast down a dark, rural road.
And I keep driving away as the life of this day surely erodes.

Known as the “greatest responsible surrender,” between my mind, fingers, and toes.

I’m at the helm of the ship and I’m doing my best to steer this boat.
Sometimes the seas get real rough.
Sometimes my mast creaks and bows.

Sometimes, I can’t see my hands.
Sometimes, you’re the only one that knows.

Is the path of my drifting ship true?
Is what’s left after my journey a frothy trail of cursive?
Does it spell or misspell the word they call “virtue”?

There’s a lot to unpack in the words above, but our journeys are all very different… So I’ll leave this one to you for now.

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