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"Okay" spills out

At the sight of a dead green stare

that could care much less

about those secrets I've shared with the stars

and the way I danced wildly

to the sound of five letters

spell out guilt in dirt

where no one can see

I'll retrace them privately

when the air is too thick to inhale

I'll pass into some dizzy slumber

And wake with dew on my eyelashes

And a nervous smile on my face

A second of sunlight

and then the cry of the boy on the hill

The lonely boy

whose words exit as easy as electricity

I stand in the garden and scream along

And he runs frightened,

back into that solitary house on the hill.