GertietheGremlin

Two plastic plants, a blue glass vase of dead flowers, and a cactus. In the blue glass vase, there is a collection of white and red roses, all dead, all dried up. Back in the days of majesty, flowers had meaning beyond their beauty.

Even your favorite subject can be your hardest.  

Even the "smart ones" will fail. 

Even good grades become futile.  

Even a textbook won't teach you.   

I want love to feel 

like driving into the sunset in a 90's movie

in an old red convertible

classic rock playing us out.

My friends and I eat goldfish and raisins

in the same bowl

and the textures clash, but somehow the salty sweet

really works

my friends and I eat the outsides of carrots

leaving the core

Funny how history repeats itself.

I have given many a thought to what happens when we die, specifically, what happens to our bodies. You have the option to be classically buried, cremated, donated to science.