Good morning suckers
or I am not on E
Warm and pretty wanes
rising sun
screeching cicadas
The Aliens landed in my backyard.
I remember
walkin' banjos
and talk
more talk
a whirlwind of talk
and then silence
Yellowy green
Salty and sweet
I feel
warm and pretty
tired and close.
My chums,
I think
I love yous.