the moon is full tonight 
         the stars so bright 
         a lone black orchid swells 
         comes to full flowering 
         opens releasing her scent of 
         sweet, heady forbidden darkness, 
         like invasive poisonous gas 
         some run miles to it, desiring it 
         but I run from it 
         I run  
         for I am the scent 
         of that lone black orchid 
         and  
         I run  
         from myself