my girlfriend
told me I needed to sit down
before hearing it
her sylphlike fingers hovering over
my cut-up cuticles
with eyes hovering past my head
uncommitted
but convincingly connected to my soul
immovable
just then
Unidentified Flying Objects
crashed into our chat
through the tense atmosphere
and down to where we sat
their gaze lasting light-years
and blasting neon beams
into the split ends of my hair
setting fire to my precious dreams
and splattering brains onto her mini-skirt
it was an ugly affair
to end
if i were alive
to recount their excursion
i'd add she stepped over
the ****** matter
hopped aboard the mothership
with no coercion
and was never seen
without her extraterrestrial lovers
again
Oct 3, 2024
Oct 3, 2024 at 12:36 AM UTC
my girlfriend
told me I needed to sit down
before hearing it
her sylphlike fingers hovering over
my cut-up cuticles
with eyes hovering past my head
uncommitted
but convincingly connected to my soul
immovable
just then
Unidentified Flying Objects
crashed into our chat
through the tense atmosphere
and down to where we sat
their gaze lasting light-years
and blasting neon beams
into the split ends of my hair
setting fire to my precious dreams
and splattering brains onto her mini-skirt
it was an ugly affair
to end
if i were alive
to recount their excursion
i'd add she stepped over
the ****** matter
hopped aboard the mothership
with no coercion
and was never seen
without her extraterrestrial lovers
again
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