Lizzy Burnam 🐞

Just warm enough
for the horny toads 
to go roasting; 
just cool enough 
for you, while 
the two-house folks
drink morning 
mimosas, toasting 
to their sleepy casitas 
and the gorgeous  
view. This arroyo 
is private property
(whatever that means)
and your sweat-
wicking socks 
have begun to fray
along the seams, 
stained with blood 
from the first blister 
in your old boots. 
Why would you follow 
the same map twice 
when getting lost 
and feeling your way 
through the weeds
is heaps more fun? 
And don’t forget 
to turn around 
from time to time, 
just to see how far 
you’ve already come.