was she bothered
engrossed in her mind
thoughts … thoughts
unlike flowing breeze
(whose heart could smell
of fragrant silence)
thick hard shells -
rock hard -
shell hard -
like a gaze fixed
(instinctive twilight
administering - - -
crimson heights)
whose moving body
sets afire
fire burns fire
or is it -
she was just too bothered
when nobody else bothered
(whose rose would smell
still distinct
distinct - - - -
as roses always would always believe)