Summer Camp Tables

5/15/22

I remember summer camp tables
and a chirping of birds —
all musty and navel.
That’s what got me up that day —
the excitement of life —
it’s all today!

Then I stood up,
and walked away.

The summer camp tables stood where they were,
and I moved on with the rest of the world.
The birds kept piercing the volumes of sky
and I kept waking up, feeling nothing but
I.

It’s those summer camp tables,
I want what they have.
The feeling of life,
as if it were to happen
today.