'DOG ROSE' by Underground Flower at Sri Mariamman Kovil, Singapore

And the stone word fell 
On my still-living breast. 
Never mind, I was ready. 
I will manage somehow. 
Today I have so much to do: 
I must kill memory once and for all, 
I must turn my soul to stone, 
I must learn to live again— Unless... 
Summer's ardent rustling 
Is like a festival outside my window. 
For a long time I've foreseen this 
Brilliant day, deserted house.

— Anna Akhmatova