transform a thought anyway you want
because you a nymph and life
would be dreadful as a goddess
because you're already beautiful
and when your cuts turn to scabs
and scabs to scars
don't think of your skin
as a battle land
because it is a canvas
a mosaic
made of broken things
when your brain
has remembered to water
its flowers
you will cry
tears of joy
because you finally took a shower
without throwing up
and you finally did the dishes
without taking the steak knife
to your room.
you finally did life tasks
without the nagging cloud
global warming is not just
effecting the earth