Me: Yard Sale

Another failed yard sale

The heavy heat

The headache

The heartache

Of moving

Of time passing

Of summers gone by

Of summers yet to come, but now


Seen through the eyes of a child who

Will run through the backyards

All too quickly

Still asking for me

To play

And then

It will cease


One June it will be

Just me and the heat

Purging history

Alone with my thick and woozy dreams

Too hot too cold

Dirty feet in my white sheets


-June 11, 2016