9/28/16
you wake up with lines on your cheeks
leave another anxious dream
you pull the blanket up off the floor
lying back to sleep a little more
she leaves you when the morning comes
she needs you when the work is done
on sunday she asks you to walk
through pitch pine and glacial walls
she’s in the water ankle deep
singing for the sleeping geese
she leaves you when the morning comes
she needs you when the work is done
you’re sitting at your desk in the attic
bleary eyed and weary of your habits
sometimes you see past the screen
sometimes you don’t see a thing
she leaves you when the morning comes
she needs you when the work is done
this life you know is nothingness
this life you know is all there is
on sunday she takes you to the beach
cold water shakes her to her knees
she says this is like a dream
you understand she means everything
she leaves you when the morning comes
she needs you when the work is done
this life you know is nothingness
this life you know is all there is