Blue Men


Vasiline in your sleep

As your dreams slip away

Your favorite cup,for

The hands that once

Held,can barely grasp

What is familiar is now

Foreign,that third wire

That grounds,the black

Wire is missing,a child’s

Sneakers ran while the

child looks for those

Sneakers under their

Bed,what will be the grease

For our wheels,what do

We see that we can’t

believe,while the child

cries because their


Of once can not be found


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