gosh
golly
gee wiz

as long as there are humans
there will be psychiatrist's

the Sun has warmed this cold skin
from the inside out outside in-
Shines deep lighting up a dull mind
too dull sometimes to be thankful

roasting on a spit
living in a snow shaker
its all part and parcel
of being flexible

Phases of growing
are measured in Moon months
just that no-one takes much notice

Coming from space
our feet are too planted
Minds thinking like Earthlings

There is a sweetness to it all,
the rise and,
kiss me
before I fall
again
before
I feel the pain
of
emptiness

You love finding out who people truly are, but I love the version of them in my head.
    Daydreams are so much better, though these days, you're dragging me out of my bed and into cars packed full of new people and potential.
    We stay on common ground, live on bare minimums. With you, though, any kind of substance at all is better than my imagination.

You're better than my dreams, and that says a lot.