I Find My Friend

Disclaimer: This poem has nothing to do with my life. I cannot emphasize this enough. Also, it means nothing. Literally. This is what happens when you listen to too much sappy pop music, and think “I could do THAT.” Performances of the song are welcome. But the name of the band MUST be “Parakeet Moon”. 

I thought I left my love upon the land

where waves and wind had blown my cottage down.

I told my tale in moonlight, wishing I was there.

And learned my lesson everywhere I went.

CHORUS (with obnoxiously dramatic, yet catchy tune):

It hurts and how I hate it, dear,

 but when I reach the end,

Then I all I know and wish for dear .

will look around and find my friend.

I journeyed long across the barren moon,

sat in astro-dust and licked my wounds.

I longed to see the sun that burns away the shame

the golden coins that give the pain a point

The rays of sunlight draw me like a moth

I find my orbit burgeoning toward earth

moving slowly first, and then— a shooting star—

I race to home to find I’m on the land.

Hopes that leave can never really go

and when you think you leave the loves behind

you find them perched like parakeets above your head

That flutter feathers down in in rainbow sparks

CHORUS:

It hurts and how I hate it, dear,

 but when I reach the end,

Then I all I know and wish for dear .

will look around and find my friend.

 

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