Misplaced Sky

The naturalized sky

does not fit in here,

stylizes himself after

the hapless fop in the café.

 

Before the sky signed up

with us,

I was like a firefly

in a jar with no lid—

except I was too stupid

to leave.

 

Before sky,

we had limitless

and endangered.

 

Now we have a cap

binding our angels

closer to us,

and selling our demons

into our authoritarian world.

 

Ether is just a dandy,

the accumulation of

blue, just garish.

He doesn’t belong here.

Everyone is looking

at him.

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