I Am Guilty

I: of Time

And how the Kool-Aid mixes with the leaves--
And how the rain sets the smell of gasses straight--
And how the shoes are overrun with water, cold--
And how the cars continue to speed with such splashes--
And how the best minds have been unleashed today--
And how the worst minds have been sent to watch--
And how the coffee bitters both your tongue and mine--
And how the beer forces us to sleep later and later--
And how the correspondence continues to pile up--
And how the drafts remain tied down in their inboxes--

II: of Romance

Beautiful star hides
for now; morning is washing
that breathing silver.