give the length of a sip trying for sun,
the grass always an unnatural shade
faster and fast crawls across
this time of day, meaning, this time of today
or a similar time, but yesterday
oh accidental chives!
oh concrete cubbyhole!
& the waving nylon slap, whoosh
oh waving onomatqxrzzzdrzzzfzxzZ (onomatopoeia)
red, always the dull sunworn red
on flag day
on your staggered haphazard white poles.
pour hours into your glass
heat to serve it to leave it to cool
the tops are for you, they froze for you
finger them out, thumb them loose
they move away from your touch instantly
cringe away the cold, frozen moment
but thumb them, finger-to-mouth them
make them last till 9
with its highwilling sun
and longmoving shadows
watch melt it
gather your hair in your hands,
sunset glimmer grass of heat
grass of heat of head
mow your head in the sand
guzzle your years by your roots
melt melt melt drink
do,
only finally but
