Wait! I wave my hands.
I have my own slice of pie.

Awaiting justice
What does it mean when I’m sad?
I’m out of Cheetos.

Why are you so late?
A miscommunication.
Awaiting justice.

A leaf that turns black,
Melodies that don’t resolve,
My cat feels like rage.

About Bevin

Requiring tambourines at all attempts at enlightenment since 1997.