drawings of flowers

by Jason Alan

I’ve posted this before, but it’s not like everybody reads every one of my posts, right? Anyway, I have been going over this to see if I could make it better. Couldn’t find anything. I think it’s a good, short piece that just works best how it was originally penned. Hope you like it.

she has drawings of flowers
on her wall.
they will burn some day,
as everything does.
claimed by a match.
consumed by cremation.
swallowed by the sun.

but she doesn’t think
about such things.
she doesn’t contemplate
the end.

she just likes to draw flowers
and hang them
on her wall.