Invasive Daisies

Invasive Daisies on my wall Sweet dulcet browning on my soul The Moon is sick and tired Of the Dandelion sun The rising skeletons And churning worms And sub-atomic bomb Down in the garden bed Come and whisper madly I am dead I left a trail of Marigolds To line my ceiling till it falls To crystallize completely Like the Mirror Man divine To wrap my mind in burning twine The time is high Both yours and mine Down in the garden bed Come and whisper madly I am dead Blue Roses dipped in chemicals Horizons lined in Creosote To sit upon the stilted tilted world of tentacles Where Queen Anne's Lace and Poppy Seeds Come washing down your face Down in the garden bed Come and whisper madly I am dead Invasive Daisies on my wall Sweet dulcet browning on my soul The Moon is sick and tired Of the Dandelion Sun The rising skeletons And churning worms And sub-atomic bomb Down in the garden bed Come and whisper madly I am dead Down in the garden bed Come and whisper madly I am dead