Why not go outside?

 

You stoner fool, the day is not you.

But most certainly you are in the day.

She is all about, wombenhooded are you.

Consider your straggling losses,

You’re somehow against insurmountable aggressors,

And how each are corded,

No special chair

Thinking only that

This is a big kind of day—and in fact,

It won’t set.

 

Only you

And me

Do that.