Flowers on the River bed

she picked flowers on the river bed
fallen from the branches above
white flowers fallen on the water
and sinking to the pebbles below
how they shone in their last life's gasp

she sank to seek the companionship
of the drowning flower petals
she lie down with her face to the sky above
water flowed like liquid kisses on her breasts
she was tired of struggling
so sighing she closed her eyes

no more rushing in the morning
to the clothes factory, sewing
all day, and getting squeezed by the manager
no more going home to mama
with her mouth screaming, scented with gin
or her papa, just sitting dazed at the corner

her hair billowed behind her
her smile grew gentler
and she slept
hugged firmly with love by naiads....
to forever land
and the white flowers fell on her paleness.