#wafdles

And all could fall into a ball for all

I care and wrap it around the legs of a table too

I’ll laugh at the strange mess I’ve gotten my slinky into

And reset it all.

Nothing but a game you see, and

Yes the seas do rise above us on these nights of

Sharp cold starlight.

But if you look straight into

The eye of the sky,

That hole in the universe where

Your greater overarching soul is bare as your tits

For the Naked Bike ride each year.

Not titilaring, but intimate.

Not long, but infinite in its intents and meanings and feelings and truths and stories

Infinite time slowed down to a speed my eyes