We dropped it while the fuse was still burning....
III
I am going to die too, flower, in a little while—
Do not be so proud.
IV
The sun is dying
Alone
On an island
In the bay.
Close your eyes, poppies—
We dropped it while the fuse was still burning....
III
I am going to die too, flower, in a little while—
Do not be so proud.
IV
The sun is dying
Alone
On an island
In the bay.
Close your eyes, poppies—