Black Rose

Friday, October 31, 2025

Once upon the dark,

I wrote in a room,

With cracks and mildew…

Its carpet ripped clean,

And the floor was concrete,

So, I walked carefully,

Til’ something caught me,

…knelt to my knee,

And felt a long stem,

Maybe loose rope?

Or black blooming rose…

-Budd

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