#bootleg overripe plum poem

[muttmoxley]

sitting outside on the roof (there are two roofs) (rooves?) (people on the other roof) of this halloween party (friends from middle school) (the people i like left) staring at the moon (full moon) (big as hell full moon) thinking about the chess piece girl (too sober to be thinking about her) (there is halloween candy melting in my pocket) (the glow sticks around my wrists are dying) (all sickly green) (and my mother is not here) pretending to be normal (listening to the people on the other roof) (theyre playing 80s music) (the cogs glued to my cheeks are peeling off and i want to go home) but at least i have the moon (full moon)