I looked at my hand and thought, "my veins are rivers" but where is
the ocean? when it evaporates the sky is mine to see what I please,
there's a rabbit singing showtunes in that cloud. just dust on water,
clouds are kosher tears. I'm so reckless it's starting to worry my
teachers and parents. wait, actually, they don't much care.
you're too young for me so why do I still feel like you have all the answers?