This Morning:

A Indigo cloud sank. Washing away my murky memories of yesterday
-Thank you Mister Indigo Cloud

A radiant sun followed. Illuminating this mornings mellow forlay
-Much obliged Mister Sunshine

Nostalgic tunes oozed from my stereo. Reciting only the most recitable fanfare
-Appreciate the timing Mister Music

Then to amplify the presence of my gratuitous present.
My grinder presents me with the wondrous odor of the high life
- You shouldn't have Mary-Jane


They say your attitude determines your latitude.
But your gratitude will determine your current attitude.
The troubles of this life are but temporary.
To receive happiness remember
There is much to be grateful for.
Believe. That it will be given from your heart to mind

dont understand.

i really dont; the idea proposing to me
how letters can mean so much

what do you take it as?

notes on a piece of paper to complain and belittle everything around you, i really just
dont understand.

i could only wish poetry could be so simple.
because the pattern is recitable, repeated.

i just
dont understand.