7 april

keep the sleep and save the pace the reach the wonder the smile that's under the moon and soon enough the sun plays tough and hard to get but that's just it -- the dark is cooler anyway

6 april

what about the way the play ran out the doubts stacked up and the tip top tick tock tickertape parade handmade and overstayed like a welcome come poorly and an accidental shore leave we never could admit anyway

5 april

well and good and so up should stay like ice trays cubed and the rude news knowing better like prickly sweaters arranged in pairs and nevercare uninformed backward thinking uniforms we substitute for unicorns when none are left in stock

4 april

with an end near or as of yet unclear the start is two parts starch to one less fresh with the catch being the scale is leaning upward and falling fast fat lip like quips from a pen and left again to fend all for ourselves our healths and more than we had bargained for

3 april

room for discussion like a spoon and a muffin stepping away for tea but coming back three sheets to the crumb cake and dumb mistakes notwithstanding we'll sit out this bout and wait for the next fall

2 april

still and all the call is to the wild uncompiled index cards writ large and unconfirmed in squirming glamor with the lamp for a sun and the moon for a cue while the tune turns flat and the tunnel falls short

1 april

way full and uncool but the rule is no way out to win to sin upstream like a pipe dream blowing smoke up a holy oak and turning to swiss cheese --