See the pretty violence tree
It's blossoming for you
Split your lips into a smile
The pretty flower petals
Fall onto your face
And down your neck
And now your shirt is full
Of anecdotal aggression
You can shake yourself insane
With guilt
That you embraced their caresses
Warmth
Wasn't what you expected
And it's certainly not
Everything you got
But you'll forget
Everything else
Blown away into the corners
Of your underlying
Apathy
All the pretty violence trees
Are blossoming for you
You can take their shade
On some sunny afternoon
In summer
When you just don't want to think
Anymore
I'll be waiting for you
So you won't be alone
When you break down
And open your eyes
On this scene that you thought of
Once before
When you surrendered
Under the pretty violence tree
That's blossoming for you