Slept during the day
130 I couldn’t fall asleep
went to a tree
took off my glasses
lit a cigarette and
watched the night lamps
pupils contract and dilate
the yellow lights orb into rays and spheres
pulse with my heartbeat while
I listen to Elizabeth and the catapult,
To breezy cricket songs,
To radiohead’s four minute warning for the first time
And the murmurs of passers by
for the first time
I love being me
And I love being
I love loving
And I love to be

we become one
rolling down sandy hills,
smoking cigarettes,
tearing giant palm leaves from their roots
running through grassy fields
climbing thorny trees
hopping tall green fences
singing with open hearts and exuberant souls
the balance of heat and cold
yins and yangs around our mouths
oh our lifeguard tower adventures
lifeguard tower adventures
all we have is love for each other
there is no fear, there is no doubt
there is no jealousy, there is no comparison
we're simply two beautiful people frolicking in our freedom
and the black void of ocean night loves us

i wish i could grow flower meadows on my body
i wish i could grow flowers in my hair
a symbiotic relationship, human-floral beauty
root my toes beneath me
bound to earth

What's it like being a god
and tumbling back into humanity?
Whats it like being a god
and all your connections dimming?

I couldn't feel my body
I couldn't feel my skin
what's it like being a god?

it's
without identity
without fears
without certainty

it's
no words
no need to speak

what's it like being a god
and meeting yourself for the first time
and liking yourself for the first time
loving yourself
loving no one
needing no one
and nothing

beautiful creatures
in the sunset
beautiful waves of the ocean sky
lotuses floating in the wind
in the trees
serene smiling faces in the city skyline
the city of clouds offers nothing
we ask nothing but to see
we ask nothing
nothing at all
but to look and absorb the overwhelming
emotion and color and beauty and peace

waves, rippling waves
the tablecloth sky
gentling coming towards me
look what I made for you, you all

what's it like? Being a god?
It's exhausting
it's exuberant
it's joyful
it's sorrowful
to be a god
void of humanity
void of fear and insecurity

I couldn't feel my face
I couldn't feel my fingers
all I could feel was joy
pure emotion, untainted by thought
pure emotion pours down my face
in laughter and tears
a joyful, childish celebration to see such beauty
to be so free

what's it like to be a god
and a human again?
No longer do I fear,
no longer do I want

no longer any self-deception
as far as my human eyes can tell