Hide the petals underneath that bedroom floorboard
 and they will wither without fail or success.
 Put the people in the hollow box they crafted,
 bolt the doors and watch them perish.
 Its a cautious descent, so polite and pensive at first.
 But the only [bad word] is change, have patience
 (every hundredth year, a single breath and then its over...)
 Even if only for a minute for a minute its over.
 Even if only for a minute.
 So brave in the face of all those roots [bad word] 
 to stand so tall when in fact [bad word] 
 To face that corner of the box and dive in,
 just the sound alone of its humble breath.
 murmur from [bad word] echoes softly as the roots undo, and the branch [bad word] ..