riding a rollercoaster
and losing your shoes
in the chasm below

sneaking out to a concert
and meeting your parents
there

trying new food
in a hole-in-the-wall
restaurant

picking up a guitar and
playing till your fingers
hurt

saying hi to the new kid
every day until he isn’t
new anymore

writing poetry about watching cats
or drinking soda or driving at night

watching the end of your favorite movie
and thinking of all the things you want in
the sequel

yelling till your lungs hurt
and crying till it doesn’t hurt
anymore

eating ice cream at
two in the afternoon

watching the sun set on the beach

forgetting about your uncomfortable chair
because the book your reading is just that
good

finding meaning in simple things

shaking somebody’s hand
when you know they’re proud
of you

walking around
in a new pair of
shoes

getting in a fight with a plastered guy
in a tiny theatre because he you couldn’t
hear the actors over his yelling

doing something you should never do
again and again and again

not being happy,
always

finally asking out the girl
you’ve been crazy about
for seven years

doing something stupid and
brave and messing up, big
time

listening to a song
and
feeling your heart soar

eating **** because you
****** up

rising up from pain and agony
and forgetting it, swallowing it
whole and breathing out all the
emotions that boil out

carefully holding your new-borne child

smiling

these are some moments
in a good life, not entirely
my own

may you fill your life with some of these
or fill in these pages with a few moments
of your own