The highlights of my
Life,
My generation
And the love of my mediation
Is only a glimpse
Of preparation
Of the future that
Lies within the back of
My mind at night.
The inflammation of my
Heart
That stops to my toes.
It leaves my neck and up
Half dead, and half froze.
The highlights of my life,
Is the temptation to my fantasies.
The highlights,
The gleams and
Beams.
The highlights of my life
Isn’t just what it seems.

-Marci H.