How Much Ativan To O.d.

And I cling
and strong again and I walk and I'm almost dead
Hurrah!
I have neither the key nor the desire to kill and I
this jungle
ripen suffer and die laughing
stretch the elastic thread as
pulled all the petals
it is spring I'm still looking
this flower found
that grows on anything that never blooms

hiding to exist
that exposed only to die
this flower I found
gripped between my fingers
subtracted light
my flower.

"I do not know what possesses me
and pushes me to say out loud
neither pity nor using
or as we confess his sins
which inhabits me and who obsesses "
Aragon