Clustered Together like a Bunch of Gnats Flying Around Your Back Porch Light
12 Oct 2024I am Puff
It just makes senseLike they should be there.
The light comes on
And there they are,
And here we are,
Taking comfort in the expected.
In something as solid, as unmoving,
As unknowing, as irrefutable,
As the concept of an expectation,
As the scaffolding of reality,
We find peace
Like a bunch of gnats
Flying around your back porch light,
And one of them just shouted "FUCK"
