I miss you
As much as
I miss the waning moon that fades from my sky
My sky
My moon
The world has left me behind
And taken you with it.
Heaven
Is a point of view.
A perspective.
Listening to Queen
Bohemian Rhapsody rocks my socks
Clichés can kill
Two young men gunned down an ostrich
For wounding their pride.
Can you imagine getting kicked by an ostrich?