How to be Mundane
go to school
or the park
or anywhere outside
early in the morning
when there’s only
a few souls
wandering the expanse
that shouldn’t
have been there
in the first place
sit on the benches
and watch the sun come up
notice how
it doesn’t wait for anyone
or anything
to tell it when to come up
and set fire to the skies
and silently wish
you could be that way too
This poem is about:
Me