Bugdom returns!
A swift kick in the beta-traced alcove rocks my world,
and my dream release is twofold:
One of Mrs. Booras's 5th grade class, and
one of a crow perched on a tree,
looking through a window into
Mrs. Booras's 5th grade class.
I named the crow Sunshine,
And in that moment I saw rags upon
rags
upon rags
falling from the flickering lights.
Greg told me to stop believing in everything.
Greg told me ghosts weren't real,
but he'll see.
I'll spook him up.