Every morning
We woke up

And believe on dreams
And everyday magic
And find a reason
And being aware
Adopt the art
Of inhale, exhale
Mastering a balance
And it makes sense

Humanity
Above
Politics

In a pornographic poem
ee cummings wrote
may i feel ,
Fell the nicest of the rhymes into
Brooks of sholas
Untidy caveman and lady in water
Heard the words in the streams
Though evaporated few from the stream
There stood ee Cummings on the banks
With the inks for liquid state
Somewhere he again stood
With the inks for gaseos state

i get high on love and travel with happy pills

how do people know
when if they're absolutely in rotting misery?

i wish it'd be possible for us
to measure the exquisite feelings
of raw emotions
and let us know
when it kicks off

i mean, what i'm trying to say, i suppose,
is i won't stand motionless
as life passes by
nor become a predator of my mind
none of us should

again, do tell me,
how do people say
when they're feeling like
leaves
floating around
the ocean
and nothing else?