The sun breaks over the horizon,
and even to our sore eyes, it's treasure.
Another day, we've lived to another day,
And when you live like we do,
that's something special.
Hell, even when you don't, it is.
I'll drop a double dare
into your backpack:
Something for you to find
When I'm not around, but the memory of me
You and my shadow, joking around,
And I laugh along with you
because we're all friends here.
We're all the daylight side of the coin,
Maybe we'll watch when the sun drops,
And watch each other change,
And laugh some more,
With sharper teeth.
Or maybe not.
Right now, that's not what to think about.
Right now, there is coffee discussion
And salty breakfast covered in sweet
And a million sticky surfaces
to catch elbows too careless.
Right now, there is Brenda,
asking us what would we like,
And calling us sugar.
The clouds billow outside the window,
Daring us to predict
What kind of day it will be,
With us or at us
It doesn't matter.
Just like that,
just like that,
The laughter stops,
"I love you guys."
Doesn't matter who said it,
"My cat keeps callin' people,"
Brenda complains to a coworker.
We stare at one another,
wondering which imagination this came from.
"Get 'er one a'them collars,"
The coworker says.
"I saw on the TV that those help."
Laughter and pancakes and whatever.
We promise that we'll kick life in the neck,
If it ever fucks with us.