laying here
its funny the things that don't matter
like the looming camouflaged fella
or the noise
but i won't complain when they keep me up

in fact i'll lay here and take it all in
every scent and sound

sometimes i worry about everything
like who i am and where i'm going
how the world will end
where we will all be
but right now
beard soaking
i know that this moment is almost over

and as uncomfortable as it is
for the first time in forever
i want it to last

we're quick and loud
and all i want for us now
is slow long days
filled with exploration
and quiet

enjoyment of everything we're starting
to discover
you told me that you liked now me
and i realized that i did too
that now me is a better man than then me
well, different anyway

but different for better
i swear too much
and eat too little
i run on nothing and give everything
enough time has been spent in the woods
angrily searching for home
and terrified that i'll never find it
sitting by a pit
crying out to the emptiness
that i just want to be found

its time for sweetness
its time for a nap
its time for some goddamn breakfast