Stick with me like I stick with

lemons?
(or maybe upon the broad rock
we can shift silly laughs
from me to you to the people.)

crack my heart like lightening does
so absolved of its tact
so deranged in its pla yfu lne ss.
and that you may sing always-
blow bubbles with me in this
terribly grown up business.

sneeze merrily the sounds of
everyday worldlife
lets bless them together
treading on coals
of childish  curiosity

and such that maybe
you and I will traipse with
subtle spirit companions
who cherish moisture of the air,
colored sparkles in the street.
Our feet nod their noble acquiescence
as we tread the Everywhere
in tandem chirping