in Eden
gardeners sit under the walls
exotic flowers grow in the darkness
wind from the jukebox bends them
gardeners lean forward and sniff
the poison
each man retrieves from his pocket a huge dead fly
and feeds his flower in silence
flowers get brighter ----- and fly away
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1981/2
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