I dropped my clock upon the floor last night
as I was setting it to ring today,
and now it isn’t marking minutes right,
so I awoke with twenty gone away
I thought I’d use. But I don’t need
that time awake; it’s not significant to me.
My brain is on vacation – I’ll proceed
to follow it 2 days from now. You see:
On Thursday morning, we will drive the car
a half a state to where the desert blooms.
The dog, a man and I will travel far
away from city lights and plaster rooms
to when the California pavement ends,
to where galactic majesty extends.