Flowers must die
I see when I come back
From my lysergic daydream
Standing in the middle
Of the glass and neon forest
With an unhappy name: City

Flowers must die
And I feel that I die too
With a dusty flower
I feel like an ill child
From the universe
A lost God in the dust of the City

Flowers must die
After the great asphalt kiss
One of the fathers of my horror
Making money, unliving theatre
I'm not machine-addict
I like the people around me
Without open soul in the City

Flowers must die
The lost children of colour
The diamonds of my trip
And when they are gone
I want to be a stone
Not living, not thinking
A thing without warm blood in the City

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