Mote in the Eye in the Sky.

Alone in the field
behind my house,
just passed

the chain link fence,
and I’m half-lost
in my own world,

half cognizant
of something like

an eye in the sky,
staring down
from above.

Just an insect
in the glass.

All I am.

Just a tagged
animal captured
and released.

All I am.

I am nothing
but a psychological fucktoy
for you.

So, fuck you.