Rainbow swirls, metallic stains;

Syrup, water,

Molasses-like–

 

Impure pond from,

Salted snow–

 

Organic slums in which this grows–

 

Manmade,

Tree flags–blowing–

Sounds mundane;

Flowers tameless–brought their name.

 

Sifting weeds and,

Combing slow;

Churns and melts and lets it go–

Strikes so bold but,

Aims so low;

Lives abandoned–knows no woe–

 

To be slave of your domain–

To be the island, to have no main.