Patio Wax pt. 1

Reflections from a bench where a new thing started
Tangerine wings humming
Acrylic mandolins strumming stirred up smiles
Beginning a decade later
I won’t go down, not like that
Peaceful nights and candle wax
Patios and both on track
Warming hands and morning naps
Whatever I do, I’ll bring that back

Dogs zoom like umbrellas in the breeze
Come down from there, embarrassing me

The storm in the corner’s different without sunrise
I could feel the wind tonight

Takes videos of scenes we’ll know
I drive the road, she writes down notes
Of late night games before games as a child
A blowout
her eyes, they have the best smile