There's that simple rain outside,
The kind that makes you want to
Move to the coast. You drink water,
Watch the popcorn overflow from
The machine into a clay-blue bowl.
Everything you eat is in the freezer.
At night your cat licks your arm as
You try to fall asleep. She curls up
Between your legs, above the blanket.
The moon sighs in shades of gray
Splayed across the parking lot.
You never remember your commute.
The same buildings flash by on the
Train, so often that your brain tunes
Them out. You can't remember.
Everyone is doing everything and
So well and we all say we're depressed
But I don't see it, I don't see it. I don't—
There's an awkward angled graffito
On the power box: LOL ->
The mornings graze like thunder.