I bask in the glory
Radiated from the sun
The heat works to encompass me
In its loving embrace

Shining over the earth
Dropping and raising petals
Never stopping
Never ceasing to exist

There were gods named after her, after all.

My life itself
burrows in its exhaustion
A thirst for renewal
For another purpose
once again

It must be hiding
Impossible to seek
So I stay in exhaustion
in fatigue
in tiredness

Lifting it all on my own
Until an unforeseen energy
Lifts it with me.

The stickiness of the gel
That never leaves your fingers
The smell that forever lingers
The distaste that stays at
the back of your mouth.

It could be annoying to have
But inevitable to give.

You talk and talk
And I'm glad to listen
I'm glad to hear
and to help

You list your problems
And I sympathize
As well as advise
Without any kind of price

On and on
I'm here for you
Listening, listening
Forever and ever.

All of your talk
and your negativity
Flows and spreads
Like a disease to your listener

A whimsical tweet
powerful enough
To send shivers
down your spine

The tones that make you
want to dance
and want to cry
are always the most divine.

You rest inside my mind
Flooding through memories
Melting the corridors of my brain

Supernatural
And electrical activity
Since the day you came
I knew you would stay with me
In my consciousness.
In my *****,
psychotic,
dangerous mind.

And I know you still will.

A mosquito chomped me!
It hurt, so I got mad at it.
I shooed and swatted it away,
over and over again,
but it wouldn't leave!

Minute after minute
Swat after swat
Mr. Mosquito went splat
And a small wave of victory overcame my hurt.
Small.

The chomp was still there
but the mosquito wasn't
Did my revenge really make a difference?