Condescendingly angled Teasingly flickers, once in a while Stars shine In the most peculiar way
If they had noses They would be upturned And exhale hot superiority
O star look away Shine not on my lowly self, Star
(But stars cannot look away The disgusted attention remains affixed)
Why do you look at me, Higher power, star? I shall suchly build A star gaze obstructor!
The roof is built with posture An arm slung confidently around a chair Underneath the roof are hidden: My legs braided together nervously