Catalyst Bloom

Beyond it is obtainable
no, you aren’t selfish
but true to yourself
for all gold that glimmers
is not a yellow leaf
nor is it made in fire–
and the fragile diamonds
covering our leather skin
does not bring a smile
for smiles have never been
with the exception of one
on the other side
of the sliding glass door
but no ever dared to try it
for the opportunity
never arrived,
and we are but moleskins
writing down depths
of what we can grasp–
here I watch the orange leaves
fall from your mother and father’s
they cover your white cloth
and perfume
like the generations of before
and still, an opportunity
never arrived,
so instead at my hour
I knock on opportunity’s
to find nothing inside
except for my reflection
blooming without me knowing
and a napkin crumbled
in my hand like
a leaf that crunches
like burnt paper.

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