A Life Worth Living
I never had a chance to read that book: am I dead?
Can the dead remember the dead?
Sun beats down on the paper
The sweater, the jacket, shadows cross the road
Days that change their weather, like clothes
How do you define that blue, seen through trees?
The dog is your loyal companion on the sunny shadow-crossed road
Those are good honest bugs
We have to live down the other side now
Your tea was beginning to suffer the opposite of meltdown
I guess you fit under romance
Then we all got in bed and watched a basketball game
That seems a fair price he's got my car key
Dormant fields peppered by geese