like these I dont blame you
Jets passing through an airspace,
Jets passing across an open sky,
I’ve let them grow too long,
White fingernail scratches on an open sky.
Let’s get started,
Smile on my face, cloud sunset horizon,
That sets and rises, disk scratch comprisement
Meant for two eyes so it lies then,
Everyone’s got ten using each one or
Trying, somber card and the air’s thin
Quiet canines kept in their sheathes
Smile wide with a dark grin
Quiet glances in holsters they solely for
Spiders tightroping crystals the
Skin peeling back present wrappers.
You get a smile try and catch it now,
Use both eyes you can catch it now.