For whom the flowers grow.

 

“Life is suffering. It is hard. The world is cursed. But still, you find reasons to keep living.” - Osa

Driven by vengeance

Centerless without dichotomies.

Life is without direction,

dualism creates conflict.

life and death is

waking dreams

of labored breathing.

Yet old age

in all of its

frustration.

is the grace 

of opportunity

to say...not just yet.

with a cingular conceit...

for whom the flowers grow.