Figure 8

By Jesus L Diaz

Contemplated thorough examination;

Bolstering.

Passing tones,

Passing blankets

Passing clothes.

I’m the Beast.

How do I feast, with her?

It is always 500 days of fall,

An eternal sunshine graved upon.

This streak is melting,

What if it’s love

Is gone forever?

Not yet, it could be,

We might be alright

We could be okay.

Maybe we might just Die.

It can be all okay,

We might be alright,

Let’s Feast.

Feast this good dinner.