Waiting for the Night

Surrounded by
white walls
a window’s view
of grass so green
I melt beneath the sun
My hair on fire
My legs ache
I wait
for darkness to come
It’s much more fun
when the lights go out
Broken glass &
cheerful drunks
bumming around the beach
with scowls on their faces
and drinks in their hands
 
I’m leering
at the obnoxious sounds
It’s so loud
my ears burn
I’m so irate
Little kids
in their little droves
run around screaming
past the pool
This is why I wait
for the nighttime to come
cuz it’s so much more fun
when everyone goes to sleep
and drunken zombies
roam the beat
I watch the scene
with hungry eyes
It’s so much different when
the sky
no longer exists