it’s often the way when days are
less generous with their light and
walking the dog in trees furry
scents and a noise near or far you
choose to ignore those little hopes
for the weekend with green softness
over the lawn insects float or
dart the breeze that might keep me up
tonight I know it’s not your fault
you know the darkness catches up before
summer gets going I should stop
saying you know you know anywhoo the
last time we met you were spitting
in the eye of some hurricane
those little hopes for the
weekend with green softness
over the lawn insects
float or dart the breeze
was so important that
it might keep me up tonight
I know it’s not your problem
the pickles came out so well
you know the darkness
catches up before
summer really gets
going I should stop
saying you know you
know anywhoo the
last time we spoke
you were spitting
in the eye of
a hurricane
it’s always the way when the days get less
generous with their light and walking the
dog you see furry legs in the trees and
a noise near or far you choose to ignore
other animals 