Brionna

15

Seasonal Pessimism

Tangible air and sticky storms
call for lightning-struck hearts
to be less electrified and more split apart.

Bursting eardrums in the summer heat
call out to the stage but aren’t heard;
money out of my pockets can’t move me closer.

Stalled wheels in a driveway
call for a destination to reach,
but time can’t move me fast enough to the front seat.

Endless time and later sunlight
call for exercising brain and body,
but reading and staying inside are much easier hobbies.

Floral outfit arrangements and water wonders
call for camera-flash constellations,
but hiding away and covering up is my default disposition.

Quite simply, Summer is no place for
the too sad.
the too broke.
the too young.
the too lazy.
or the too shy.