Matcha and sunshine

work together

to sprawl me in world space

every morning

A beautiful woman helping me

pick something off the menu to eat

asks about my diet. I pause

I smile

Chocolate croissant-filled moment

behind her back

I go to sleep to bedtime stories

told by friends from different spaces

I wake up to music played

by people I admire so

I share this world with creatures

of beauty and gifts

I just couldn't be more in love

could I

Times I repeat the same story

is less and fewer

For we're moving forward

What's the point of those lies

We're made believe

there's only one way

to germs and the alphabet

workouts and travel

raising, being and proving

I don't take this one way

so where do we touch

Don't fear unconsciously

Emotions, chaos, losses

Dive in, retrieve the gift

Feel it all, become deprived

end up love abundant

Rectangles in tangles

Get out into the sphere

drink creek water

Self-care, I thought

takes scheduling and argh

another thing to do

Self-care, I found

is awareness of all sensual receptors

It's emotions which stretch you

swim you, train you

Thoughts that smile you

and long you and grow you

Self-care is blissful fullness 

of you in and you out

Gobelin me 

massaging my feet with egg cartons

content in life

Mornings are drizzled with tea

topped with melted cheese

& toast crumbs

dressed in long fluffed blankets

Mornings are syrup

between the raw and burnt out

And make me think that time

is just trust + imagination

Deserve is a word 

that lacked meaning

until I made it up

It's whatever I want