heliocentric
a growing weather system develops in my apartment.
a category three smoke cloud.
i keep burning through cigarettes hoping it'll rain,
and water my plants.
the sun rose before i got up
so everybody keeps telling me.
and days...
like rained out embers
burn out.
with no beginning
just smoke
and a sad song
with the word sunset in it
sleep is a drug and,
this sunlight is a joke.
a category three smoke cloud.
i keep burning through cigarettes hoping it'll rain,
and water my plants.
the sun rose before i got up
so everybody keeps telling me.
and days...
like rained out embers
burn out.
with no beginning
just smoke
and a sad song
with the word sunset in it
sleep is a drug and,
this sunlight is a joke.