Beour

oh insect
tiny explosion for just us to see
we step so carelessly

all our dogs are dieing
and they're leaving us behind
we walk into oncoming traffic
cars are swerving appropriately

sometimes I feel like most of us deserve
so much worse than hell

now the clouds are getting nervous
taking their chances too late
listening to our oceans
building new beds to mess and make

so what will we scream when we're just okay?