PLATEAU

war is boring
death is a waste of time
i feel music & poetry & clean air
shower my naked
i am always nude
i am crying bc i am swimming in my own eyes
i want there to be green moss in yr mossy paw
i have grown into a forest
i should have left all of my clothes on yr floor
tell me how sorry i am
let me find yr necklace
let me put my hand on yr back
lay on top of my body
i am flat
i am the flattest mountain alive