DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, I stopped for a glare--then regretted the unfair:)
up on high
still feels they glide
inflicted on the mind
no fear no mercy in the blinding neon stinging light
already alone summoned my end
no upon that seat I nursed I wish to bend
look for far in the eyes that chaotic that ray
a crowd I leave in its uneven may
on my finger tip
a better fate for them to sit
------ravenfeels