Five ay em
The lazy sunrise is thinking in shades of blue.
Blue so clear and bright, it kisses the black of sky
and the soon-to-be orange and pink and red.
No way to tell where last night ends and this day begins
it's a perfectly blended morning.
...and knocks on the box from the kid with two different socks from both sides of the tracks who fell through the cracks but developed a taste for sushi and oysters and herbs and dreams and Manhattans with Beam and picked up a full head of steam.