I remember you
You shaved your beard
And gave me hair like wires and washed
The candy cane like people who deserve head
Full of hair and laps of happiness
So that they can run after it, and
School the cool kids, here lies a hanging ceiling
He is hung by the noose
But, saved himself on the trapdoor of dropouts
Delightful if he shot himself in the sky
Terrorized the neighbourhood like James Dean
On a plane and he had die
Crash like the bellicose delight
Of popping centrelights
Soul flying out of the moonlit sky
Maybe, hanging on the balcony like a kite
****’s about to go down

What do you wanna do
With your life and create merciful
Merry sitting sounds on household objects
Make glassnotes too