poem: -------> 4:17

when i grow up
i want to scrawl my mark
across the face of the moon
people will see it
but
they won't know what it is

how did that get there, they'll say
is it proof of alien life
is it a sign from god

what does it mean


i don't know why
this comes to me right now
as something i want to do
when i grow up

whatever that means


also
not necessarily when i grow up
i want very much
to
kiss
you