daydreamer

today i keep spacing out
and everything comes back to reality
from time to time, like an alarm clock
on an unwelcome weekday morning
interrupting a nonsensical dream that i can't remember
but i know i love, somehow.

maybe it's because i'm so tired
or perhaps just excited about things to come
that are close at hand
like a road-trip to the beach
with friends and a bag of cheetos.

in anthropology i kept imagining
the wall opening up behing the teacher
like a capsule, and i could crawl in, undetected,
and fall asleep in it's lavender scented sheets
while the teacher continued on about
the Jnu/'honsi or the Nuer or something.

and all the while this song keeps playing
in my head. it's so loud and wonderful
that i can't hear the things going on around me...
just every cymbol and midi sample
every drive of the melody.

and i picture red balloons free-floating in the sky
and how, how much i would like to be them now.