more shitty free verse poetry

I saw you in my dream last night 

You were smoking cigarettes backwards,

The burning part in your lips

It didn’t matter, ‘cause it was just a dream 

And you could laugh it off

so we both laughed.

I was finally tall enough

Taller than you or that old house you had

I swayed like a palm tree

In the hot breeze

So when you laughed you had to look up at me. 

I tried to remember those nasty PSAs about the effects of smoking 

But I’d never watched them myself

I’d only gotten the information through my sister 

Like a hand me down sweater,

So the image didn’t materialize as you stood, like it should’ve. 

I don’t remember the last time I respected you,

In full, I mean. 

Last I checked, you had a new car.

One that didn’t have room for me. 

So I guess I’ll just meet you in my dreams again,

small as a child, watching you bite the burning ends of cigarettes 

somebody teach me how to make blog posts look aesthetic plzplzplz anyways yes comment down below poem titles this is about my misogynistic uncle !!