breeze returns to brooklyn

zach's friend OD'd,
dead in her twenties

and
seth fell out,
an ambulance took him

and
rosie sits down
with her man
tonight,
to have
the talk

i spent a day
in the sun
i spent a day
in the pool
i spent this
mourning
cleaning up the
kitchen but cooking
is another question

eating is another
misdirection
of energy spent
fixating
on what's next

romantic sex
is a rare cut
in a finite playlist
that only seems
infinite
for the beat
never drops
even
while we
dream