Awareness

Hear the music:
They Might Be Giants,
Early nineties,
birdhouses and souls.
Sense the tar
coming up from the street,
stinging and acrid,
new, yet somehow
already tired.
Notice the flowers,
how they lack scent
because it is too late
in one season
for them to bloom,
not yet time
for them to shrug
and fall into sleep.