April was Oppressive

there's a student housing facility adjacent to my place
with really rowdy college knumbskulls and titas.
the sprinklers are always on, making me feel
liberal guilt for gallons and gallons of water wasted.
six a.m. shoes get wet,
ten a.m shoes get wet. when do my shoes not get wet?

i want to call somebody sometimes to
tell him that somewhere a whale is missing his
swimming pool. i saw the cutest thing last night on my way home.
the usual Nic ticks were not sitting on benches smoking cheap cigs
at the student housing facility.

behind the limey foliage, were a boy and a girl. they smelled like
freshmen: thin, fresh faced, smiling. boy was teaching girl to skateboard.
it was almost surreal. the air was super chilly,
they were back lit by harsh lighting and they were laughing
really softly. lots of smiles, including mine.