#360 ready for anything

this day picked like a bouquet burns brightly then fades withering in a glass on the table until in moonlight it is gone we cut them short of our own desire forgetting the cut we give ourselves stealing what it gives easily for free seize no day surrender and be swept away seize no day be ready for anything the glass is good for pinching sand and killing lilies the watchmaker an undertaker and the florist the mortician seize no day surrender and be swept away seize no day be ready for anything epw 4.14.08 perrysburg, oh