my life has been flashing before me
each night one flash at a time
each night a more perfect view
from my bedroom window
there is a house at an angle
I'd never seen it before
until it was lit up
practically dripping
with christmas lights
and tastefully placed
in a sky full of stars
tasteful and tucked away
so strange to see something so many people
would love to look at it in the middle of nowhere
when summer fantasies have faded
or something
holidays
terror
love
too
a fantasy can fade
and become a dried strawberry
try rehydrating it
try eating it with peanut butter