Picking Wildflowers Fingers stained with flower blood Crush tender herbacious scrotums Poised to spew powdery pollen. Pluck the heads from tubular Pillars towering above centuries Ground into earth. Trample velvet faces, snapping Slender necks like a gleeful serial killer Intent on his purpose. Remorseless murderer of mute victims Merrily frolics over the mass graves Carrying a handful of colorful corpses.
Renee Maxwell's Questions:
1. In the first stanza, there is mixed imagery with the scrotums and the
pollen and the blood. Is this too much, does it need to be more focused?
2. This is written in a sort of imperative tense, with almost no personal pronouns. Do I need to redirect the action to a 1st person narrative, or can I get away with this?