by a.j. sin
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i'm quite certain
that in a past life, i was honeysuckle
white fortitude in a soulless winter
lemon perfume
they think that a human existence
is a blessed one
we breathe and speak poetry
and we can love and hate and scream and pray
how excited that honeysuckle must've been
to exist beyond the dirt
only to be ripped up
by her roots
a note from the artist-
" i don't personally believe in reincarnation, but it's a fascinating idea to play with. I just kept thinking about how i'd want to be reborn as a flower and avoid all the anger and heartbreak and sadness that comes with being a human, and then I thought about how flowers would probably wish they could live as moving, breathing humans. I wonder if they'd be disappointed."