Saturday, July 17, 2010

bay area morning

bluesky treelines hanging on birdsongs
it's a tricky time of day
borderline sleeping, waking, breathing
toasters popping in a quiet town
it's a tricky place to be

lakesongs wavering along shorelines
no one's really awake here
dividinglines crashing, blurring, breathing
baitshops opening in a laketown
no one's really alive here

headphones humming into brainwaves
the cashier knows me
drivinglanes swerving, speeding, passing
fisherman swearing in line
cashiers work til 8 here

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