high and
chewing spearmint gum
at 4:24 AM
in the next six
eight to ten
hours i’ll be
stretching out on
new grass somewhere
in a corner
of my mind
while an 8-bit
siren sits set to remind me
that the sun has
come up
again
and it’s the 18th now
somehow the blankets
didn’t collect warmth
throughout the night basking
in the sun
in a dream that ended
too soon.

when I walk out to my
Civic
I won’t
notice the grass on
my lawn
as anything but
peripheral

I should lay in it
sometime.