Summer Poem

A Poem by Connor

Let's lie down like we do,
you can get all tangled up in the bedsheets like you do,
we could wake up to the smell of summer
and get all drunken and mad
off of the sweet summer air,
we could stumble down your steps
out over your lawn where it flurries scarlet snow
to the hedgerow where the convicts reside
in sad shackles they turn their heads to smile,
we could take a back road to the city
stay out all night
and glow like angels in the neon lights,
we could skip stones across the ocean
and throw the colors of the sun over the eastern coast,
and then we'd kiss the buildings goodbye,
spill paint on the concrete and take the highway home.