Sun-blind,
go west at 5
Where orange Baby Lizards bustle and jive
And Sweet Old Jews wither and die
But before that, you’ll see them try
(They are truly 16, vying for guys)
So Kiss them on their cheeks if you go by
Because we all have weighted lids
that cover truth,
that cover needs,
that cover comfort,
that cover acceptance, to pry
I can confirm that the contents of honesty and truth and love and loss and regret and interpersonal connection deeply shine
When you give to and receive from those under a fluorescent sky
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