whither the calculated reality
       of wing-ed monkeys
iced coffee and a raisin swirl
 and listening to Miles Davis' albums from
the eighties
    on my phone
at the A's game we
sat in the wrong seats
and yelled too loudly
not to be noticed
   Em-Bryce the change
see the fog
in your heart
  know the path
to confusion
 and sadness
when one's life is in disrepair
  and sleeping is not the remedy
maybe buy an old swiss army
knife
and think about your dad