'h'
sirius sirius why are u so serious
in the x o sphere
i wonder how u hear
dark outlines in your ghostly ear
its making me delirious
a crysp golden croissant sunrise
pillow scattering light w flakes
over midday heart plateaus of the
night
the blue moon behind burlap sways
a crosshatch waltzing end of days
distress
sirius replies:
"i'm twice as bright as canopus,
allow whatever you express, and yes if i digress
to tell you more you hear me less"
back 2 eaven:
that 'h' was giving me holy hell so i threw it out
some infinite voice said 'wo do you tink u r? itssss screwing up everytinginging'
i said 'listen, the neediest can ave mine'
'oh thank you' laughed ha ha ha
