Camp

we had our heads rested
on the sand
on the beach
we looked up at the black curtain
of starry jewels
we sang songs for you
we danced for you
Here was polaris
to guide you
to revive you
Here was Mars
with it’s bloodlust

fiery spark
Here were my delusions

plucked out again

to be more like you
I met a girl who could cry on cue
and I couldn’t refuse
I woke up to a sounds of pouring rain
and thunderous applause
the angels they were responding
to introspection
and all was forgiven

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