Wednesday, May 29, 2013

instructions on flight

I think all that matters
is that I have seen the sun.
But when I start thinking like that
I often run
run from those ideas
which melt me.
Remember me?
I am the hot temepered
chili pepper
soaked in vanilla
and grated in your granola.
I am the monster
tap dancing
upstairs
above your apartment
until 3 am.
I think all that matters
is that I am laughing.
I think that all that matters is regularly
crapping.
napping
snapping
rapping
bapping
lapping
flapping

YES,
keep flapping.
because that
is
how
YOU
fly.



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