a cerebral happening

i layed down in a parking lot
twas the middle of july
as the sun was playing marbles with a cloud
while thirty seven moments fled
they giggled, then they died
and some brat began to jump upon my head
the attendant peering quizzically
said deposit forty five
or Ill call the cops and have you towed away
with pneumonia in my earache
as I zippered up my shorts
I began to heave a sigh and walked away