California days, nowhere nights -
cerulean sea filled up with too many people,
slow trek over land too large to love,
too vast to claim,
(but claimed anyway)
I will never see you again,
I don’t want to.
Understand that I am in so much of everyone you know,
everyone you will know -
it hardly matters, but it does,
and it hurts to know.
Indigo air, neon night
tufts of lilac
and tired red light-
sleeping work
sleeping dreams
sleeping everything