all the flowers in the garden died of natural causes though there was no cause for death to enter the gates of paradise ripping off wings of butterflies causing Sappho and Alcaeus to cry rhythms of alliteration only harps could string capturing the echoes of Narcissus reflection in a stream the ghettos all the same cast different name should a apple fall from its tree is it free to eat or not to be consumed in the consumption a poison bite of bitters petals scattered about the meadow like broken glass vials on the grass to sleep is not to die speaks the seeing wandering agape eye