Reid@YWP

You, like sugar, I desire. 

You, like sugar crystals, shine in the light.  

You, like sugar, make me high. 

And you, like sugar, make me crash.  

Purple paper ripped out of my notebook 

you're beautiful in all the ways 

it says in my purple fountain pen 

I taught my sister how to hold the pen 

and she wrote me the note 

I wasn’t sure

how many people would be there

it wasn't the biggest protest in the state,

the one that we went to, that is.

we think

about

(at least)

500 

people came.

5

0

0

Downstairs in the kitchen

Stars are great wheels in a machine sky.

Heaven is above in the metal dome.

You pour yourself a cup of Water.

Long live the dead we prop ourselves up on, 

The cane we pass off as our leg. 

Long live the gods that money trickles down from,