a friend's request

and so at a friend's request
i return to tulips once more
to write my life and charm a tale
remembering a solo dance
of sorrow and pain and those remains
who lie scattered on the floor
pick up the bits you little girl
the vase is broken and pours
the water is gone
the earth is where they belong
but they're fake looking real
and the audience is there
look up at the light
you're welcomed
in a storm of applause