Hot Flaming CheetosA Poem by butterflyAll the hot flaming cheetos are needed to burn a way the lonely feeling in my soul I could puff some weed but it never really helped me After a special something I just collapsed on the floor I know i am not supposed to look back till I get home but I dont have a home anymore Not on this earth anyway There is no more Ben no more friend I live without his arms without his embrace Without him kissing my face He came to me on one of my saddest day I dont know why he comes and goes away Will I ever find a man who will stay Without coercion Will there be enough hot flaming cheetos to burn away the flame of this love I feel yet its so lame let it wash away under the dream of purple rain As I walk with the cheesy glow of hot flaming cheetos The orange dust illuminates the path Burning all the tears I cried from the past As I emerge a new I brush away the orange dust sticking on me like dew I know I will get over you i tell myself without assertion.
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Added on April 8, 2021 Last Updated on April 8, 2021 Author
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