Dressed in hand me down marigolds

Your words taste like chemicals

This pollination is ripe

You peeled my skin like a knife

Now you're picking the petals

Singing old nursery rhymes

Love me not, love me not, love me not, love me not

Now you're picking the petals

Singing old nursery rhymes

In aching overtones of skin

Thrown out like old centerfolds

Your words taste like chemicals

This altercation is ripe

You peeled me out of your life