Categories > Original > Poetry > Melaney
You're gone now
Just when I figured out
How to change my default font
It's like you've been filtered from this air
Filtered out into a different atmosphere
And if you've ever felt
like I've tried to change you
then I pray a thousand forgive me's
from the bottom of my human heart
We should have had
A faux love child
Of some sorts
Like in Party Monster
(that was a true story you know)
Michael and Keoki had a cat
I forget it's name
But they had one
But that wouldn't work for us
Now that I think...
One,
we aren't homosexuals
In unconditional love
Two,
You now detest pets
So I guess you'd cringe
And think of Ren
Even at the thought
"And finally I say this with love,
I hope you rest with the stars above"
Damn that Dallas Green is a genius
The song is short and sweet
But you get the jest
I wish I could say the same
And for some reason
I miss the way you smell
Cause I'm around you
Five days a week
I've gotten use to
Your light tint of fire
Not cats or dogs
Or any sort of pet
But like a mix
of wet fire
and grass
yes...
wet fire and grass
though sometimes
you do have Happy fur
on your chest
not that I am looking at you chest
Oh dear Lord, I'm a monster!
Just when I figured out
How to change my default font
It's like you've been filtered from this air
Filtered out into a different atmosphere
And if you've ever felt
like I've tried to change you
then I pray a thousand forgive me's
from the bottom of my human heart
We should have had
A faux love child
Of some sorts
Like in Party Monster
(that was a true story you know)
Michael and Keoki had a cat
I forget it's name
But they had one
But that wouldn't work for us
Now that I think...
One,
we aren't homosexuals
In unconditional love
Two,
You now detest pets
So I guess you'd cringe
And think of Ren
Even at the thought
"And finally I say this with love,
I hope you rest with the stars above"
Damn that Dallas Green is a genius
The song is short and sweet
But you get the jest
I wish I could say the same
And for some reason
I miss the way you smell
Cause I'm around you
Five days a week
I've gotten use to
Your light tint of fire
Not cats or dogs
Or any sort of pet
But like a mix
of wet fire
and grass
yes...
wet fire and grass
though sometimes
you do have Happy fur
on your chest
not that I am looking at you chest
Oh dear Lord, I'm a monster!
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