My grandfather told me,
“Son, pay attention: you’ll live longer,”
and I have noticed these things:
The tar on fingertips after a syrup breakfast
The underbellies of pillows, fresh and chilled
The thick breathing in saunas
The nameless sherbet sky-swirls of dusk
The stretching of a kitten lank with youth
The stingy purge demanded by curry
The layers of sweat-musk stacked on mattresses slept bare
The guttural songs slung across gyms
The haze stamped over fall sky planets near cities
The tinge of brokenness in obedient dogs' eyes
The stubble-gruff of three days unshaved
The taste cascade of iced root beer in summer
The branch pecks on windowpanes in November breezes
The crackle of bad joints against exercise
The indomitable cowlicks of a hard sleep
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a collection of things I have written in college
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