17 of 99.

17 of 99.

The world looks lovely
behind bloodshot eyes
shit on my shoes
and bee-filled dandelions
Get away from there Greg
Knowing they sting
not knowing the pain
I miss the rain
Saucers in the sky
in circles, patterns
I pause

They’re only spotlights
but I wish they weren’t
extra terrestrial
come say hello.

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