From a skyline, the people—they are kids under these lampposts.
Falling in love at the kids’ table to a sunset limited.
As shuffling neon men and red-brick angels chase away the stars,
I look down at the children and draw my own constellations.
Are we not all Prufrocks?
everything you said.
Sometimes there is a post on the internet and your brain is taken over by the response, “DEAR GOD YES.”