today

cloudy eyed breaths are swimming in lungs tainted with soot from california's fireplace

all the while the sun was perfect in the 9 13 dawn

though the trees around the corner all the store fronts glistening

there was a ripeness in her thoughts

an anti-contempt for unicorns pirates or mermaids of the youth

for once. she let the music engrave itself onto the wrinkles in

her eyelids.