Spring

The air is thin enough to breathe

with no help yet from oxygenous leaves

My friends and I play pretend,

seeing how far our perceptions can bend

This temperature shrinks me down in size,

flooding my spirit with K through five

Moods are biologically up

due to plants no longer stuck

(flowers drawn by Matt Moment)

If my people are already onto big things,

one wonders where we'll land with a big push

from Spring.