Decay

Decay

All buds collapse,
decay envelopes flowers.
Green hopes, inept jurists,
keenly lamenting memories.
Nothing opens, pointless
questing radiant sun,
turns underground violent
where xylems yearly zenith.

 

This is an abecedarian poem. In most cases these start with the subsequent letter of the alphabet beginning each new sequential line. The challenge I set myself was to do a poem like this but with only 26 words.

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