Halfway home from the grocery store
Having never walked this way before
Wishing I hadn't bought 6 pounds of fruit
Or worn my heavy leather boots
Sighing along to the only Clash cover
I'll ever play over and over
Parking lot to dirt then back on the street
As thawing dark cherries drip to the beat
I'm all lost
A heavy breath of pollen-sick air
And sweat-slicked, too-thick navy blue hair
Take a break in the shade, another delay
But with the change of the song, I'm back on my way
The roll of my shoulder, the heat of the sun,
The humidity and pollen polluting my lungs
Have me dreaming of smoothies when I'm off my feet
Lemonade sour and dark cherry sweet
I'm all lost
I'm all lost in this cherry smoothie
Drinking it so happily
I made it for its special offer:
A decrease in anxiety
I'm all lost
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