All I want is tactile pleasure

Walls, words, skin

mountain faces, snacks

ideas, music, books

Forever hooked

to their texture

Skateboard wheels on pavement

עושים

חיים

Once a year

every summer

my breath stretches out

in desire

to learn a new dance

Tango

Woke up extra early

to do extra nothing

and listen to bird bells

christen the lands again

How did this bug get in here?

 Curiously watching myself

picking from have-to-do

and want-to

Summers are wild

Joy, happiness, pleasure

delight, enjoyment, fun

are written into many religions

as your daily responsibility

Go answer the call of

rejoicing, ignoramuses