I grew up with bathtubs 

full of flowers and watermelon

with love shown everywhere

with generosity and care

in times of questionable ground 

And I connect on those levels

of djan and humanness galore

Let's fill your bathtub with cold

water 

It's summer, cake, and someone's 

birthday

Complex nonlinear mechanisms

without pattern or prediction

Some of us found bliss in chaos

others just depression

Kids' play, adults' battlefield

But there's another way

to life. You with me?