I spend my days
Like living pay check to pay check
Waiting to wake in the morning
And waiting to leave when it’s dusk
The old rabbit is still alive
Grumpy and with cataracts
If he dies this year, maybe I’ll grow up
Under my paid rooftop
My time passes with checkups as bench marks
Trickling closer by the generation
Clinic reports and hospice visits
Everyone seems to need it
And there’s in a limbo between my first internship
And my sister’s first job
Where we’re put up for auction for
LinkedIn stuffing and summer money
I mourn the heralding of a driver’s license
And the distant battle for the car
For my father loathes to see a dent
But my mother cannot walk far
But can’t I dream
Sandcastles in the backseat
Just one ride longer
Before I’m the chauffeur in the rainfall
For the rabbit grows old
And the dog is next
And my childhood is laid to rest
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 5:25 AM UTC
I spend my days
Like living pay check to pay check
Waiting to wake in the morning
And waiting to leave when it’s dusk
The old rabbit is still alive
Grumpy and with cataracts
If he dies this year, maybe I’ll grow up
Under my paid rooftop
My time passes with checkups as bench marks
Trickling closer by the generation
Clinic reports and hospice visits
Everyone seems to need it
And there’s in a limbo between my first internship
And my sister’s first job
Where we’re put up for auction for
LinkedIn stuffing and summer money
I mourn the heralding of a driver’s license
And the distant battle for the car
For my father loathes to see a dent
But my mother cannot walk far
But can’t I dream
Sandcastles in the backseat
Just one ride longer
Before I’m the chauffeur in the rainfall
For the rabbit grows old
And the dog is next
And my childhood is laid to rest
