In death
I love you to give life
The first streak
Of the Sun
Caresses the flower head
Into a fulminating bloom.
In life,
I love you to give death
The first breath of reality
Settles in to disrupt
The conjured delusions
Until everything fades,
Whittles and dithers
Away, way away
Into a far-flung horizon.
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