Don’t bother the content… I’m the most awake but lacking rest
Waking up with a towel over me
sprawled out in the front seat of a car.
I find out where I am.
The dash says 6:47 a.m.
And I already know I’m not going to do this justice.
But the sun had just woken up.
It had been a long time since we woke up in sync.
I open the door to end the 3 hour sleep.
Every seagull in this asphalt beach is talking.
Why have I missed this all along?
There’s a set of black rim glasses above me
I put them on, put on my shoes, and slip into outside.
I make my way into Walmart to find myself a treat
and look at all the people who think that they know me.
But they don’t know these glasses.
I feel so outspoken and protected,
but I say nothing just analyze people in secret.
Back outside the world is wide and it keeps on opening bigger.
I decide to go for a ride in the tiny little Pepper.
Listening to the songs with the mighty mellow cello,
realizing the disdain for it had been in vain
it brought itself to my ears at the wrong time before.
and Ah, I feel so alive, and realize I’ve been missing my great love.
I didn’t remember the morning until it came into the airport.
I wish I didn’t love every hour. I wish I didn’t want to kiss the morning so.
I’m greedy for wanting to experience it all.
As I drove home with the depth perceptors on,
So strange for you to have forgotten them.
I am the Walrus started to play on the radio….
and I looked down, my Walrus was collateral!!!!
No anger can elude me, not when I’m so close to feeling the earth spin.
Why oh why do I ever wake up later than 6:47 a.m.?
