I am a vacuum shamed by your emptiness

A fragile wall starving for your invasion

I told you everything that lived between my lips

Set on the dinner table all of my silence’s secret

Your humaneness is where my hands belong

But you are one sad clown in a facade

 

I am the king whose crown you tilted

Wanting to see it fall in the mud

Expecting to see me crumble in my royalty

Left to the mockery of fifteen year olds

God forbid your ill intentions

 

I am a sunflower

But you only want to see me naked

Keep me captive and waiting and waiting

Fading stagnant without a voice

Pretty petals without a soil to grow on

Plucked every part that dresses me modest

You are just too human, this is you

But that’s not me

I am the sun in the Flower