Verse
Petals on the Brink
In the book: Trilogy; "I arrive in I, two, 3"
Petals on the Brink
My cat imagines suns
behind his blackness.
Paradise, he watches it.
If I open the window a while
the scent of the flowers
would wrap around us at once.
The breeze would blow a few petals
to the brink of the vase
and we, let it be known,
would take a little siesta nap.