Dispose of me

again

I didn't fit your idea

of happiness

 

 

'em two played

I guffawed from funny chakra

and wondered

when didst people

start to wrong each other

 

 

All I know has been learned through the pain of others. It used to dance me into sadness and regret, into self-abuse of guilt. Until gratitude dawned.

I've been wronged a lot; many people took upon themselves bizarre and cruel deeds just to teach me something. They're nothing short of magic.

I'd lived boxed for several years here. Friends and summertime brought me out into the sun. I'm still expanding socially, awkwardly. Don't take it personally. Every one of you is my gratitude song.

Feeling open again, like the first time I flew to these mountains.

 

 

too late

 

The things I collect...

for what purpose, I wonder

The fireplace might tell me

after

 

See-through

 

I went through the house

naked this morning

Not a big deal, no

Except when it's not your house

Here people come and go

And I never know

But today

I walked in my body

Just that

I'm ecstatic I did