u look like david lynch
& i want to eat a turkey with you

maybe some birds have no friends,
while others just play baseball

trees remind me of myself
because i like to yell at the sky— aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh

i have nothing against the sky,
i just want to love the pink under-sided clouds

and i want to eat a sidewalk with you
i want to sit on the sidewalk and remember the past

I was happy then.
i’m somewhat ok now