Young Keith

Grass and fallen stones
I walk about as in a dream
Talking to anything…

One cloudless night
My eyes astrologized
Two-headed dragonflies
I can see straight down

Yeah…maybe I imagined
Unconscious joy
Hot emo boy
Amazingly cute
And future-proof

-Hey, where are you going?
-Wait for me
He eludes me
mhm…giggly…and…flirty…he

The randomness
And loves progress
Yeah…maybe I imagined
Irises along the lake
And hating twilight
Shadow on the wall

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