A Garden of Cretin

a man dying,

a smile plastered

across his face

as he frolics naked

around a garden.

 

all stopped one day

after he realized

a woman standing

at the center of the garden.

a miracle!

 

accepting his gift,

an infatuated man

aims for a beauty.

along the way, he steps on

a million rose bushes.

 

at last he

arrives to her, covered

ankle to toe in the red

accumulated from the roses.

around the garden they went.

 

a woman, dying next to

a man, saw

a dying traveler she recognized.

"Hey, John!"

"Hi, Emma!"

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