In Palm Beach
And in sweet little moments like these
Rhinos trot around making only
Munching sounds
I ride in the back of the car
And lug around gear
Sunscreen on my nose.

I’ve done a whole lot
Of escaping this year
I suppose I kinda always do
The ink on the back of my leg
Reminding me of freedom
Of choice
Endurance
Zebra stripes

I wonder and I perceive
Waking up to hot coffee
And the kind of eyes
That know adventure