Center of a dark pink carnation

"Oooo, lou-lou lou-lou" of a song

Happiness so different

it had weight

filled me

Just the right combination

of tickled thumb and melodic sounds

What is this new feeling

after all these years alive

Eating sugar off the leaves

watching the fog roll in

Arctic sun disk in my eyes

crows in the openwork dead trees

The outside mystifies me out

out of my inner guise

And that's all