This flower
With a pixelated design
Is unusual
To me
Thought beautiful
This vaporwave beauty
Gets for
I have
Seen
Many a flower
Talk to my friend.

As the ghosts move
The Big dipper from
On corner
Of the s k y
Harolding in
D I f f e r e n t seasons
These ghosts are
Called the c o s m o s

China Russia.
The west
I will say this through poetry
The vainnakh
The uyger, Turkish
And tibetans
We All have 46 chromesomes
Saying we are
As human
H u m a n like youu
So why can you accept us
As that
Human

I walk the line
Between
East and west
For I am
Turkic
And white
The people hate mme for that
I walk the line between
Love and racism
Because
Of terroristic stereotypes
That a laid on my peoples
For I am uyger
A human
Not a freaking terrorist

I see this
And I don't know where
Nature begins
And swimming pool ends
In this earthly paradise
Oh the wonders you encounter
While on vacation.

As i take a walk around the block
For I was angry
I realize with
Vaporwave
And cotton c a n d y sky
That night is soon
But before heading home
I look up at the clolours
Of the s k y.

Is this a real sand beach
Or is pebbles
All I new that that sun set seen like the real
Thing
So I step
On to the beach
White sand how about it that.