There is life everywhere

Every person, everybody
Is blossoming
And they don’t even see it

A touch of humanity
Illuminated specifically to us individuals
With our talk, and tone
The vibrations of creativity sends
Shocks to mine and yours core
Where it is pumped out to be recognized

Some take it to the head
Down low is where I go—
To my center of gravity

And I don’t even understand
The longevity of each situation
I feel
And now I could bring it home
Like homework
To mom
But it’s in the re-action
That time and place.
You can’t relive
A veil of construction
Handed to you and ripped away all
In the single second of an instant.
Give it a taste
Of new juice
Never drank
With no intention of anyone
Ever trying it

You don’t need a pen to make
something permanent

You’re jumping the clouds of personality
Diving into that select few
Which sparks your colour
To intertwine with theirs
And rope around the world
As they go about the business we all feel
That Isn’t there

But you cut all ties
And what’s in your cup
Tea leaves
Nothing but future

And roads to fall on and get hurt
Pain

We all know this sting
Whether it be a bee
Or an entire hive
Or a leg,
A vital *****,
Planted in another after
One has passed
Giving rise
To the artificial cycle of life
Some have chosen

Choice

People make this plural but its singular and constant
Through eyes and words
Definitely intent

But still we stamp hard
Our signature self
On the walls of our boxed planet
And maybe
We’re breaking free

Are we the same?

I scratched the paper too hard
And ****** up a part
Of an art
I have no idea how to form

This is my process,
I heal and die in each bang or light tap I present,
So far,
To no one.