Have I been frozen out?
And have I grown in discontent
A purple violet
With a darkening portent:
Have I chasten my heart
To press forth roots…
And not break through the earth.
Not to flower in lowly offshoots.
Oh am I a man of carbon
Am I a broker of what can’t be spent?
Yet I have plenty of condominiums…
Empty of what I rent.
Will I have long enough?
To see what holds the floorboards up
What holds the ceilings aloft?
Oh will this purple violet…
Ever raise its head from its deathbed.
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