poetry

blueberries

I sat
in the passengers seat
watching you
watch me
hoping that
you might
be

I ate
blueberries
in amounts
that should
sicken
the strongest
of stomachs

they made
me feel
invincible
and healthy
and fast
and small

Is this really it?
IS this where I get off?

I sat
in the passengers seat
eating
blueberries
for miles
and miles
and miles

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