DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, must be why---

and I've been yearning to those dusks
station and meadow drunk thoughts and
your memory is 'a frail' pal and time proves why
and I plead to sky's birth within
the picture of sun and eye's switch and
momented green lakes' pry
pronounce sirens who cried
the water next to its caffeine
the elbow broke & my hair bleached
or red car delusions
or just flashbacks of neural evolution
for the fall wouldn't be a high sky
nor a folk's lie

------ravenfeels