Bri Barte - High Noon

High noon hoards of flies
A squirrel expired, compromised

You look so peaceful sound asleep
Those bugs thought you looked good enough to eat

High noon scorching sun
All I can smell is rot and decay

Please don't leave me alone
Bad thoughts come back when you go away

I always liked a punishing summer
The kind that makes you pray for rain
But these days I'd rather have you
I get so lonely out here at high noon

Without you

Written by:
Brianna Bartelt

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