Cactus
Laijon
Liu 20180225
no
one loves you
and
you love no one
in
fact
you hardly love yourself
of all
the places on Earth
you
pick a vast harsh desert
you
love the toasting sunlight
you
wish it make your skin crack
and
somehow make you vaporize
you
like the pain to go along with
so
you take this slow
you
love the gale that blows swirling sands
streams
and waves of sands like blades
hot
blades out of furnace, ice blades
that
shave you, strip you off your bones
you
love it, like bathing in the hot springs
your
full body thorns don’t make you a coward
you
just don’t want anyone to touch you
you
don’t need comfort from no one
you
shun emotional support
you
prefer to swallow your tears, and turn it into juice
the
evolution hasn’t given you much
only
your strange shape and ugly face
like
alien skeletons left in ancient wasteland
you
stand there defying the law of Nature
you
stay green, and you bloom
