drift to sleep
under the hazy sky
blue cowboy boots
laying down in my truck
Twinkie crumbs
on the corners of my mouth
my left braid coming undone
the memory comes in chunks
hope to sleep
under a halogen light
no shoes or socks
stuffed into the couch
kale smoothie
not on my tongue
my mane’s too tame
the thoughts torn asunder
words less spoken 