Four Daffodils

Four daffodils and I feel sad, 

so sad, 

because I wish I could be every mountain and that 

river, I wish I could allow you to walk on my ground and 

swim in me the way you want to, you really want to 

maybe get married because that's what 

those who are in love do.

But I do not do these things that those in love do. 

I am not in love I am deeply steeped in grief,

not in love I am on the fast track to Ms. Havisham,

not in love and would rather sleep alone, not in love 

and I am very sorry 

to the three kings unintentionally defeated,

to the archetype wrought useless by 

a poorly structured plot,

and I can only summon something childlike 

for the breaking sun, 

which does not try to own me 

or say any particular words

to send me into the motion of 

run or recoil