2 Crazy Poems

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satellite explosion
only seen in the day
temporate technology
memory loss
symptoms of the sickness
eyes stolen by past silohettes
solar flares and shooting stars
stamp out the future
of the clestrial body
sporatically placed at night
light on the ground
makes it invisble like breathe
coughing while sleeping
the black will swallow us all
Does night need sustanance?
Why does day retreat?


Little Wars
sticks used as guns
rocks thrown like grenades
no one surrenders
no one claims victory
little wars with their own arms and legs
run untill it seems less important
or you find a girl
battlefield grows or become more complex
the little wars may look back
and laugh or cry
little wars revisited in photographs
look back and smile
juvenile blossom
the blossom withers away