Leaves and crickets

I recognize that ivy!

No, ivy all looks the same. 

The foliage in my eyes has come and gone

And come again. 
Living in a swaying plain of monolithic grass

Of monsters huge enough to kill with a single crack

My smile brightly blunders through the aging sky above

And of all the stars within my soul, I can find no one to love. 

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