grave flowers wait silently seeminglyfor
nothing, not to say that they are fornothing,
not to say that they are not doing just whatthey
are meant to be doing (humanperspective),
with questions: they are life for thedead
or a reminder of life for the living (whichseems
somewhat unnecessary when doinganything
but looking at them) or a gift of life for thedead
(which seems superstitious and belowmoderns)
they areunusually
like and unlike pills - whose wait, at least, is farmore
active. they are found, rattled, swishedswallowed,
dropped on a variety of floors that wouldsurely
envy make grave flowers which leadsto
bouncing burrowing ricocheting scootingsliding
etc often into andor under unknownsurfaces -
which here - as well as random(?)colors -
though by different design, reminds mespecifically
of graveflowers
