Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blitz

The Flowers of Fall

The Flowers of Fall 
On the road to Bolequeime on the way to 
the German supermarket that sells proper Teutonic sausages
autumnal blossom flowers sit on white plastic chairs
high heels and shorts 
Sometimes a car stops, no, not the man in a white van
usually, it is a big car with dark windows a business man on
 The way to the office. A quick blow-jobs nothing much else
to do in a car and no need to undress. 
The flowers have water which they drink from after a job
in this line of work, no one smells the roses 
They used in the summer gone look exotic on the beach and 
clubs but only pensioners are here now and they walk 
slowly in the sand, so they trek inland like beautiful weed by 
the roadside and the dust of passing cars.
The roses look nice in falls light if you remember what love is
you’ll not find it here by the verge they only sell despondency

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