Reminising in Melancholy
Reminiscing in Melancholy
Before life was snuffed out unexpected.
I thought they’d be round forever, like poppys
In the field, til the bomb squad treads them down.
Like cborgman and the rodeo, all memories
Of distant past now. As I wither, ever distant
From the 13 year old CJK that discovered his music.
My friends, just erin and me
Silver tongue saying too much,
The horsefeather glides slowly down,
From the sky, from my damo suzuki.
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