Walmart shorts & secondhand Polo
fray with every tweak.
Self-actualization was never an option.
We speak the tongues of distances now.
Not like the guru but like the man
who sells you lottery tickets
already cashed or scratched.
This Guinness is blonde & the undergrowth gray.
Twenty-five years is a lot to learn. Staying in school
is for the birds you won’t see
writhing their ways through this window. On a winter’s night
we go black out in the grass.