Take My Time
Most days the stolen street signs are the only ones
muttering amongst themselves
"Parking by Disabled Permit Only"
"STOP"
Most days the candle on the bedside table
is a quiet neighbor the the Buddha lamp
and across the way the fish tank graveyard
gathers dusty spirits in silence.
Most days your apartment is an ancient cave,
vacant until we drink wine and act like prophets,
when we scare the roaches out of scavenge.
When we pick a 'most day' from the pile
and rename it Today
Today we will do what we are not told.
