Sun Sun Sun Sun Sun Sun Sun Sun

California, you are my little hummingbird,
always humming in the [sunflower] dresses,
itching to scratch my back.
Florida, you are my turkey vulture,
circling the kill.

Heaven is a black-winged bird,
and
we ain't gonna die like this!

I just wanna hold the sun.
I just want my day to come.

orange workers,
tried and true,
trying to midnight-morning you.

while grace is gone,
I trick the post office.

I am an optimist vs. the alarm clock.

you can fight the fire that's in your head.
walk around without me just for a bit.
see what's said.

a short while wind,
my face on your face,
is it Spring?
ask the grass as it sways.
the books.
empty cans and alright turns.
a mess of casualties called hearts.

let's ditch the car in Wisconsin,
say Hallelujah in Madison.
we will never make the clear.

but the moon will rise,
and the sun is mine.
emerge with me,
and anger by suddle we grow,
and there is a chance we could meet under the likeness of another summer.