Silver Lime

Don't mistake grace for the ache of time passing.
Don't cut off your clothes in the wind. Don't cuss
in front of customers. Don't get your jelly
in your jam. Build responsible
machines. Let the aftertaste of defeat
lull you into a nap, you need one. Don't
become too repelled by beauty, it will
pass in time. Ride your bike far into the day
and the night. Reach out to the sky from
the roof of your tongue, it will all be
over soon. On a cold day let the fog of your breath
rise dumbly. Over by the river you'll find
some interesting people. Wave at a stranger
and watch what happens. If you’re sleepy
on a train in deepest Brooklyn, sleep.