02-28-2015, 03:49 PM
A primal flower noted for its size
was set to bloom in LA very soon.
It would seem older than a blueboy’s eyes
Or a touring pair of melting clocks at noon.
In time, the stanchion and the dainty chain
were laid out by a marble colonnade
and the meaty semblance of decay
began to beckon flesh flies with its spathe.
It may have been a matter of bar bets
that drew the crowds to see the largest bloom,
and pinch their nostrils at the rotting stench
as the new spadix seemed to rise exhumed.
The titan was a pure anomaly
a flower that could reach six meters high
and make us gasp a living history,
an ancient spectacle to make you sigh.
A crappy poem about a corpse flower exhibit.
was set to bloom in LA very soon.
It would seem older than a blueboy’s eyes
Or a touring pair of melting clocks at noon.
In time, the stanchion and the dainty chain
were laid out by a marble colonnade
and the meaty semblance of decay
began to beckon flesh flies with its spathe.
It may have been a matter of bar bets
that drew the crowds to see the largest bloom,
and pinch their nostrils at the rotting stench
as the new spadix seemed to rise exhumed.
The titan was a pure anomaly
a flower that could reach six meters high
and make us gasp a living history,
an ancient spectacle to make you sigh.
A crappy poem about a corpse flower exhibit.


, good one.