Gave Away The Shorts

We ran late,
Presidential plates
before the world’s best cactus.

Dogs make noise
Don’t forget your toys
The next time we adventure

Prior known, barely shown, history repeats itself.
“Balance bracelet, the floor mats before I go.
What about the shoes? I don’t know.
How do I ever do this?
What the hell have I been doing?”

It was all picked up on.
Music sings in the distance
Here has heard songs delivered without cork intent
Has anyone seen my keys?
The dress, it wasn’t for me.

Go the right way when you’re in the wrong stream.
Only awake when they leave here to dream.
How’s everything to-be-lost exactly how it seems,
while
everything’s the way I always thought it would be?

Have I already lived inside this dream?