Lost In Space

c-ing the moon bright
as a bottlecap makes me
want another drink.

those carbonated
stars sparkle like teh bubbles
bursting in my beer.

god, gravity sucks
when ur high—fell on my ass
so they kicked me out.

do streetlamps spiral
like galaxies all the time—
or is that just me?

found peace in a park:
quiet & dark. alien.
dont no where I am.

can u come get me?
I’m cold, alone & the sky
looks like its falling.

—Aaron DeLee