Pie-Eyed Pop His shirt had a brown ring around the neckline His bottle was more than half empty His neck curled downward He had his eyes wide shut. The tips of his fingers poked onto the brown casing The T.V. was turned down to eight Cartoon Network had just turned into Adult Swim keeping quiet was the best way to avoid him yelling, sitting in the back of the room, stifling all giggles, sitting in the back of the room, beginning to hear him gargle Every tingle in your body began to spike, staring directly back at his eyes. knowing the moment they were made tightly open Would be the beginning of your early morning sprint. His vertebrae shot up before you had a chance to blink His mouth shouted an oration for you to go to sleep You go on your early morning sprint You go on your sprint straight back, chilly You discover that Bearie is there to watch over you His fuzzy brown skin brushing your minds’ whines steadying rhythm of your lungs’ shrink and expansion, As you make sure to keep your eyes tightly open.
Jo Moore Class of 2024
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