New Leaves This Color

It's real dumb. They are going to tell me to write about
Dinosaurs
And how their scales and sorts glisten in the noon-day sun.
And I will wonder why the t-rex has followed
The owl, the mustache, the fox...fad. Poor pterodactyl.
Poor triceratops. They must be the plus-size models of the
Dinosaur Generation.
Even Joan Crawford has had more success.
They were not valuable enough to be brought back to life
And prostituted on the side of coffee
Cups in the windows of the Hillsboro Village Pangea.

I'm reaching here.
My writing is shit.
Go to bed Jade.
Got to bed Jade.

Forget about it.