Everything we do

hhhhmm... 

everything we do

is to cope with emotions 

For there's nothing

more powerful on this side

of centaurus' arm

The music I've been craving hasn't been found. Grateful for other forms of art.

A Berkey snuck into my house

and spelled me from mountain creeks

I turned unplayful and pragmatic

Dried up the drink of evergreens

against the endless sky

"People you may know" 

carousel

Among them a nature man

almost barefoot

No dog, no girlfriend seen with him

A goddamned weirdo, of course 

When suddenly! - a woman

on his shoulder

I go drinking tea in peace

I'm glad I can think 

about you

Happiness holds no past

no future

Present is you and me