On Happier Lawns, V

Love endures like war
A connection I make then let
be unmade    Some guy
nodding out in a Starbucks,
severe career advice
from strangers    It’s 1pm and reality
is palpable    A gun
I leave my DNA wherever I can
and have no opinions to speak of
except when showering
When I was 8 my mother threw
a drink in my face    A taste
of blood    The clouds were a show
all on their own