"Lilac Lemonade" by me

LILAC LEMONADE 

sharp guitar, rip through the strings

walls are chipping, once were pink

flowers take me back to preschool,

plastic petal covered minds.

light as yellow as a sunset

spill your tea before it's cold,

red sheets stained with discreet glances

potted roses, stench of mold.

sip on lilac lemonade

it sends shivers down your spine

pierces crudely through your teeth,

freezes slowly to the mind.

call to those magenta walls

vinyl records put on hold,

fall asleep – wake up alone

plastic flowers yearn for home.

[April '24]