Natasa Tocuc - Spring Flowers

I cannot wait for spring flowers.
The invitations have begun to Spring.

I used to think I loved spring flowers
until they got this year so beautiful and pleasure,

the whole world away at the,
sunk in sweet and nice.

Goodbye, winter:
you were supposed to love us

from spring but everyone just slumped
into you, happy sacks

Pulling the shade down on an evening
Of a few too many rich things.

Well, I will have another.
I'll have spring. The spring of flowers

For no reason, of shivering rooftops,
scuffed shoes, scarves with cigarette holes.

I'll warm your shed.
I'll snort your mulling spices.

I'll stay too late; I'll go on a wine run,
I'll do anything

To stay in your dimly lit rooms
Scrubbed clean of their entire spring flower.

Natasa Tocuc

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