The I.D.

Fair weather today
Sunny, breezy
Thoughts like clouds
Lingering
With words not coming
Out so easily
All the animals in the trees
And in their burrows
Prematurely going about
Their new beginnings
Yawning discretely 
I was pretending 
To be up with them
but even the guy 
with the white car
That stops every day
to buy another smile
From the liquors store
knew I was still sleeping
Standing, watching
Not debating what comes
First, the known or
the unknown
Not worrying for a moment
About names, tags
And the right pronoun
Whether I'm different  
Or why I am not like you
Accept my apologies
Today, I'm just being me
Please check again
Later for my Id
I'm being myself
Despite what 
you all might see