so now i'm staring and flaring
and i’m caring about
the doorsteps that are daunted
i wonder if it changed color like
the other and the smothered so that
it’s visage and voice and
it’s flavor flaked with choice
got shredded off with noise and are
lingering mere and flaunted
i glanced over at that bad man, vanity
he was hanging out with sadness
made me even guess my sanity
for once it doesn’t matter
like the toned fall and the can-i-be
cause im looking at my phone and
don't see i’m undiscerning
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