exist.
vigorously and without shame.
exist on your morning commute,
exist when you eat terrible hamburgers
so that the taste of stale meat
dances across your tongue.
exist when you feel like smashing your
coworker’s ***** in.
exist in your bed at night
as the flies and the bugs and
the misdemeanours and the heartbreaks
and the rage
grind at your
teeth.
exist with your lover and in the kindness you are yet to show.
exist in a quiet memory of home,
of scrapped knees and softer summers.
exist in every broken fingernail
and every cool breeze that crosses your path.
seek it.
relish it.
make it your
own.
it’s the
only choice
there really is.