A Joke

It's just a joke
I wasn't trying to tell
What the hell?

I do not know what I am for
I wasn't really keeping score
It wasn't really a game

Flowers don't grow in an organized way
Why should I?

A bowl of sugar and some flower stems
Their spikes growing
I wanted to come from a painting
An abstraction
Calling up Time and waiting on the line
Till I finally say
I quit, baby

It's just a joke
I wasn't trying to tell
What the hell?

I still don't know what I am for
I wasn't really keeping score
It wasn't really a game
Flowers don't grow in an organized way
Why should I?