After the anniversary

[billy]

our vase is empty
like a womb.

Petals limped from the counter
as her water was unhooked

and released into the sink.
We found her a cabinet

to stay where dust grays
every curve of glass great image,

behind a thick door to silence
the thirst that will come;

day or night,
shadow hollows her stomach

into a quarry
where roses once opened,

blossomed, kneeled, should it be knelt?
and hung.

i like it, i think it's more tongue in cheek than profound. it almost an anthropomorphism of the vase and works well.
it could be read on a few levels though for me it's straight forward and fun. "you put the vase away when the flowers were dead" no nit's really. it did make me think which isn't hard to do
personally i'd have a preferred the cap
thanks for the read.