Around The Sun

I awoke in the cleanest bedsheets on earth

In the dreaded morning the air felt like a curse

Behind the counter with the drawer we organize the bills

In the early of the morning, took the car for a fill

What’s the date?

I can’t remember

Spinning around the Sun until we burn up

In the lines between traffic, familiar and clean

In the hands of the headrest, I nearly fell asleep

Constant push of conditioned air dries my face and skin

I got distracted just chewing on my pen

I took the ink all in

What’s the date?

I can’t remember

Spinning around the Sun until we burn up

You wouldn’t survive without dependence on something

Drinks or big cigars

Drugs prescribed or self-sought

You wouldn’t survive without a way to pass the time

Clothes or antique cars

Songs once heard then forgot

What’s the date?

I can’t remember

Spinning around the Sun until we burn up