Feel Day - Climate

Lips caught in your braces

Grass blades on sweaty faces

Birds fly off the bleachers

Moe’s curls want a blood free floor

Behind the cafeteria door

In the early weeks of may

It’s feel day

Mumbled words behind the laugh track

The actress screams when she hears the boom crack

Now I know their teeth are precious little knives

That help them swallow more

Behind the cafeteria door

It’ll never go away

It’s feel day