tears
are not
able
to properly
dictate
the emotions
i currently feel
— there are times
when i just want
to give up on everything
— to be a lost boy or girl
in the land of never
now
that being said,
to be a quitter
relinquish all dreams
established during
the days of old
an accumulation
of teardrops and giggles
comprise moments
not exclusive
to a sweet release
nevertheless to one
that is exceptionally
powerful
if alice\’s walrus
forces himself
on my direct
yellow
brick
road
— i will
brave the poppies
while sand granules
quickly fall
to document
my specific
time