on my down comforter, which is too warm for summer
the other day, i felt a little taller
a bottle rocket’s skeleton falls onto the roof
a flash there, two flashes here
there is a time of day that is softer,
and i like what you have done to this house
v small
i am your small boy
and you are faster than I thought
i pointed and said “up there” to nothing in particular
the uber notification came out of your back-left pocket
i didn’t tell you, but the other day i Thought About It
and felt dumb as hell
it’s wild to think that i have never even ever
thought of anything before
sticky
i am full of little things
all bracing and skittish
clinging onto other little things
i am needing to tell you
that afternoons are just slightly brighter mornings