the 10:00 a.m. poem

pops the club

Sunny day, roses bloom
Two more hours until it hits noon
Light beaming, dogs barking
Blue sky, day starting
Students running, buses stopping
Stomp the yard, bags dropping
Teachers screaming
Students dreaming
The day’s rolling
Feels slow it’s still morning
On social media, all just scrolling
We all wanna have fun, just go bowling.

Jesse Rodriguez, Pops The Club