coming from someplace going somewhere with somebody aboard
engine purring at 22,000 feet 555 miles per hour
disappearing into the darkness
were you spying on me?
satellite images to be shared with the authorities
star flashing bright then losing its light
venus so bright tonight, are you trying to tell us something from way over there?
like stay away because you like the peace
I don’t blame you for that at all
a billion stars in the sky…which one of you is my lucky one?
seems to me you haven’t been doing your job
this is gonna look bad on your annual review
everything has a formula; I think even chaos has a formula
written down on some spiral notebook paper and stuffed into its back pocket
might be faded having gone through the wash but it’s there
it’s a night of crazy poets sitting on a park bench babbling
some incomprehensible nonsense in the late twilight of a night
I don’t wanna know the truth anymore, I just wanna be happy
tell me what I wanna hear or don’t speak at all
