Greeting the Sun

by jonathan hayes

With bong rips and beers

In pajamas with Netflix fired up on the screen
 
A beautiful and loving wife in bed snoring
An annoying cat asking to be fed again, and again…
Along with the neighbor staring into my apartment window
 
Out in the yard:
 
The rain has stopped
And the zombie girl eating a severed hand and the ghost
Hanging from a tree are all soaked wet and dripping
 
Cardboard tombstones bleed black permanent marker scrawling
 
I greet the sun to come
 
4:05 a.m.
And counting
 
Soon enough, maybe a beer or two more
 
I greet the sun, because
 
As small as I am in the universe
I’m still attracted to warmth
 
And the house waking up
 
 
Halloween Morning October 31^st, 2024