it’s still cold at night
but so warm in my mind

it all just slips through your fingers
which is fine if you’re tired of holding things
like I was

everything is wonderful with my world
and I am happy
happy happy
it’s a beautiful evening and I love my house
my street
my job
I am lucky lucky
lucky
the breeze tells me so
in the impenetrably delicate language of chaos theory
and the setting sun
is just a setting sun
no matter how many tales it spins
into electromagnetic currents around the earth
things spin
we spin
I spin
and fall down laughing

stop freaking out
nothing is changed except everything
which is no big deal
also, I still love you and you should come
bravely
for a visit

I forgive you darling
you only need to forgive yourself
and let lovers love
it’s true
only selves can blame selves
I love your God if it has taught you this
I am happy for your good fortune
I will still fantasize about you
though not in high heels

it’s all good lover
it doesn’t hurt anymore
like I said
I’m moving on
we’ll all just take our chances

most situations are easy to explain
because humans are simple
it’s just a matter of figuring out
what kind of simple you are