Brugmansia sanguinea

[Brownlie]

Brugmansia sanguinea

Weeping bell
Laden with moribund tears
Poison weeping bells a melancholy hell
A spectral seer

Stilled sorrow of the weeping bell
Tears caught in time
Moanings of a Belle
Solemn clangor, a tolling chime

To chant the rhythm in the wind
Howling and sighing as the rustling leaves hiss
A weeping ovary to birth green fruit spined
Held by brambles weeping bells await an insect kiss

From these bells I have heard hell
Adders hissing in the windswept leaves
Vain satanic hope in tears of this bell
I would eat your spiny fruit with delirium in seeds


What spines did rend the flowers open?
Revealing lipstick smeared across your lips
Crimson lust of nightwinged gropes
Lolling tears will never drip

I must pick this bloody flower
Smeared in globs of lipstick
All the other boys will glower
Such power in this flower unpicked

I have rolled you in a ball
Pills of tears to tear my strife from life
Risked my death to be enthralled
In Delirium to spice the night

Such fecund tears of this Weeping Bell
Pregnant with such dreams and promise
Like a pitcher plant ending in my death knell
Portentous in your weeping I tear at your bodice

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