american pie-in-the-sky

public notice on
this fun-sunny
april afternoon:
sing your song,
bang the drum,
knock me out with
chemical life-in-a-bottle
but please don’t touch
me while i am sleeping
on a freshly-painted park
bench because i don’t
wish to be a-woke-end
to petrichor reality
in the middle of my
fruit-loop daydream.

-signed: uncle sammy


Get on the bandwagon, make some music with dVerse poets (and include titles of Linda Perry songs).