Let today die.
Let the sun set.
Let the soil turn and roll. Off your back. Over your tongue. Eat what’s left. Pretend it’s hot. Send it down throat to belly. Summon your satisfaction. It’ll burn. It’ll leave a hole. Cover it with daycoat. If you do this today. And again tomorrow. And the next night plus 21 more. You’ll be perfect. You’ll be just what they need. A reliable fixture reporting for duty. Offerings for belly and lap. For self contained stains looking for soap.
Wipe your face with silk. Smell flowers. Make love. Do it now. Tomorrow ain’t what you think.