Reid@YWP

High of fifty four degrees

That was yesterday

T shirt skiing and I packed shorts

In the bottom of my backpack

High of twenty seven

That’s today

Maybe a t shirt

Later

But I walked to the mailbox

I never really realized how accents can change things 

Cus he had an Australian accent and I could not see any flaws

Cus I met him yesterday at a college visit

Cus I was a part of his tour group for less than an hour

solar-soft night because i stayed up whispering non-existent melodies to the dreaming clouds,

pierced the veil of daybreak with needle-sharp notes-

Most likely to

Trip 

While sitting down

Most likely to

Speak

Without making a sound

Most likely to 

Laugh

So nobody cries

[Note: This piece is meant to flow like lyrical rap.]

Is this even a semblance of a

                     democracy?

Look at the atrocities