Parabens

Living happy thoughts, with happy brains

Wearing nappy roots, and draining nappy drains

feeling crappy doubts, and hurting crappy pains

it hurts when you lose, love saturate what you gain

With the coming of the dawn chorus

I can only see out of small, round eyes

but with my big, polygonal heart

I can feel the thoughts of fire

You see, with loathing and “marry”

shouts of digression, “Very!”

Asiatic influences seem to trigger

intuition itches, my face is hairy

For being with you, I have

but this to say, and I’m glad

If it is only for tonight

and this is all we’ll know

I could collapse on this cloud

and make angels from snow

Even if this is just for here and now

I could live the rest of my time

knowing that i am yours

and you are mines…