We are sitting where
the Earth drops away
wondering where
the rest of her decided to go
if we were so inclined to follow.
Today we are not
happy enough to chew
the tops of grass leaves and weeds
as we watch the
grand red carpet entry,
dew sucking at our eyebrows and it's cool
because we have another week
to rethink our opinion and
another day in our lap
to play with until it dies,
neck snapped where ambition met teeth
and hunger for past times won out,
but we are together
at the high
point where ocean sky is so kind
as to meet us half way and
all the time in the world,
all the mystery too,
is not enough
to take us away, the me from the you,
happy to be there,
happy without the dive,
happy to be a part
of the you that
still feels so alive.
