Wait, What?

Playing hopscotch with hearts
jumping around having a blast
until,
one exploded.

what a mess!
I don't have experience in this type of clean up,
chalk screams for me to outline the carnage
I do.

creepy as it is,
the destruction smells really sweet
like sugar cookies
weird but true

I try to ignore the red and other crap
it's kinda hard to do
I think about Smurfs
la la lalala la la lala

broken arrows that never hit their target
scattered everywhere,
what the fuck is that supposed to mean?
I hate riddles

slipping on some slime,
apparently my legs think my ass needs to do work more
I decide to sit for a bit, then I lay
and of course I made blood angels

it felt strange at first
wallowing sort of in all that chaos
then it was the only thing I wanted to do
and yeah that's pretty much the end of it