#152 you turn your leaves and greet the trees on hands and knees and wonder what kind of fool am i

why is it like this why does the day kiss the light from satellites above what sleepybug journeyed eye can compromise what i have known all along that there is nothing but a heatseeking heart beating deep inside of me why can’t i hide this why do the birds miss the sigh from my eyes above what tatertot tasted kiss do i miss the most like the pale ghost who hangs from my bedpost a sad memory of how everything used to be you turn your leaves and greet the trees on hands and knees and wonder what kind of fool am i and wonder what kind of fool am i like riding a bicycle full speed into snowflakes obliterating across our faces geometric teary diamonds dissolving against the heat of our cheeks you turn your leaves and greet the trees on hands and knees and wonder what kind of fool am i and wonder what kind of fool am i and wonder what kind of fool am i bhagiti 9.18.07 perrysburg, oh