My life has been
Thus far
Like a sidewalk.
Each blue gray square of new cement
Creating a thin and detached line
Between the last.
The grass pops up between each
Massively insignificant slab
Like little finger puppets
They pop up
And talk to each other
About how much it must hurt
To die.
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
My life has been
Thus far
Like a sidewalk.
Each blue gray square of new cement
Creating a thin and detached line
Between the last.
The grass pops up between each
Massively insignificant slab
Like little finger puppets
They pop up
And talk to each other
About how much it must hurt
To die.