Gray waves that hit the shore over and over
The never-ending drum of the air conditioner
Electric flowing through the crackling light overhead
Conversation meant just to pass the time
The rough jolt behind every shift in gear
Blurry landscapes sweeping by sans form
A ceramic fruit bowl that remains fruitless
Bar a browning banana and bruised apple
Alcohol that makes for a buzzing mind
Gravity that seduces rain to the ground
Where bright yellow boots splash in cloudy water
Refrigerator light rushing over wooden floors
Cotton shirts stiff from salt and bleached by sun

                                None of it is enough.

The mundane beauty of everyday life
Cannot compare to how it is imagined with you.
With you, the hum of the air conditioner is a song
the empty bowl a sweet peach that's just been eaten
and the refrigerator light throws shadows
on people who are enough
                                                for each other.