in kindergarden i couldn't get with the program and i cried to get out of it but i didn't get out for years i was captive of the civilization. all the years later i'm not in kindergarden i'm just in the garden and i can see the same way i cry grown tears the same way i know clearly now this civilization is madness. but we get indolent with it with it. we succumb. we watch. we wait. soporific bees. we watch. indolent by nature. waiting for the sun to come lighten our bodies, our wings. our faces reflected in drops of water. astir. anyway it's clearing now. the sky is lifting the water sighs up. we follow our breath up sigh buzz together hum leaf by leaf, in between our sky.