the slewing of dylan anderson

 left behind

where will i find

a coal

i found a doll 

just yesterday

startling my point

of view

i renovate that i hate

as if to start anew

but in the end

the glow in homes

is far from where i slew

myself,born at an early rate

as rain can slowly evaporate

like silence down the drain

to a meteor

it seemed

that humankind

was all a dream

just like the girl

he knew