in moderation at best

When the morning tip toes up the hill
and up to our thin faces, with our deep dark drooping eyes,
we'll just laugh about all the 5 AM commuters
and throw water balloons at each other in the middle of that super Wal~Mart
while we hand out pamphlets to all the workers
telling them to put in their two weeks

and you can play guitar and i can sing harmonies,
and the tourists will call us artsy and young
as they waste their savings on vacations
that they intended to take before they had kids.

i think you would like it if i join a club for acrobats
and wrote stories and screenplays and sent in ideas to ABC Family

i think i'm just trying to find a hobby i won't get bored with after two months

something exciting.
something like you.