Alyson
My stomach
Wanted to cry
The skies did
And I thank
God
That you were
An experiment
Even under navy water
Can I scratch my neck
To make you feel good?
I drank some amount
And I crawled from my nose
Lilac
And the drops assembled
Into the flower
As the flower
Just as I had prophesized
Underneath
The same water
That had sponsored
This spectacular display. ♦