PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

i've got a good two hours

to bake my brains in the sun

open my eyes to

deepest azure Pacific dreams

of mottled oceans of sky

that could go on forever

in the sense that the universe is infinite

i've got a good two hours of still air

to let the heat collect

to burn my skin summer red

of desert island sands

of sugar and glass

that drip down through a time piece

each a microcosm of time



all the while the cars dance

mirage a piece of their liquid selves

on the road behind them

and seem to melt, then glisten together

in the sun rolling waves



it's days like these

i think i glow with them