In my streams of consciousness Dahlia appeared -
Ambiguous and omnipresent to consume me.
I begin to reconsider my memory-
Dahlia you were born from Olympia,
from heartache or nightmare-
Now you see me die in complications.
Now you see this contagious venom of life you have given to me.
Dahlia- Child travel within me.
Take this moment to come and engage with me -
in absense or in death -
A year will pass in which you will cut right though my golden flesh.
TEXT - THE FEMALE ZOO
