do u ever dream of
saturn burning
under ur skin
all half-baked dreams
& silver linings
are turned to ruin
eventually. like a bad
song stuck in your
headspace; ruins of
rome dried up
weathered and
eroding like childhood
like the ones we never
got.

hey, do u think
our parents regret
that? making us old
when we were on
the cusp of puberty.
chocolate stained hands
turn into bloody fingertips
and sour smiles
all chipped teeth &
tears gone green.
nosebleeds by
half-hearted gestures
/ crybaby smiles.
they must miss it, huh?
when we were
small & happy ;

when we were clean.
do u remember, then?
tired eyes going shiny
at the sight of blueberry
lollipops and grape-juice
because we were too old
go drink wine with the
big boys.

what made them
so different from
me and my hate
for bitter coffee
and love for anything
blue
i wanted to play
with the stars
like they were
monopoly that
i could own
like the landlord
who i never liked.

it's alright, though.
i'm over it, honestly.

lmao, right?