Sheltered In Sunlight

You can rise up,/ as if you were fast asleep,/ although wakefulness seems like drowning/weave into traffic aware of summers’ bliss./You need be party/ to a multicolored parade/you need lots of praise./It’s a vast opportunity,/even under clouds,/out the backdoor,/ to the backdrop/half covered in britches./ Here ,in the Midwest,/ you can peddle/ balloons to total strangers/live like honeybees in hives. / The instance is coming/you’ll hear bells from a Cathedral.