—I DON’T KNOW MUCH, BUT I DO KNOW THIS

 

 

 

Sweet Disposition

 

this morning smells like 

your hair 

before breakfast

and that bluejay has 

your same  

sea glass green eyes

 

but the dog 

the dog still won’t 

move when I toss the ball 

he just sits there 

watching each cloud 

flirt with you