I woke up today to see an overcast sky out my window
Puts me in a frame of mind
As if all I know or am goes on forever
I am still in second grade
My mind is like a permeable membrane
There is a pressurized bulge around me lacking time or permanence
At once I am on the play ground declining an invitation to play kickball
At once I am in my bed just opening my eyes
and the grey window which glows back at me, holds me in time.
