THIS IS A POEM ABOUT A GOOD FEELING 3.31.17

3.31.17

I felt fine

beneath the floodlights

seeing artificial green, green like moss, green like green carpet,

seeing black sky and a handful of stars, stars like crushed chalk, stars like leftover cocaine

hearing heart

thinking, why can’t it always be this easy?

thinking, remember this feeling and carry it with you.

I felt good.

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