”Just drop us a pin.”
they pulled up in the dead of night with love and empathy for everyone
hell-bent on making you remember that you are heaven-sent
built for more you are
one of God’s brilliant stars
you are enough
they pulled up in the dead of night with love and empathy for every one
Spirit lives in the bowels and brains of humanity in spite of its insanity.
we sit side by side crisscross applesauce at the back of the room
i used to be a romantic she says as the smoke curls around her head
listening quietly i try not to swat at the smoke
understanding that this feeling that she is feeling just needs time and healing
i join her in her darkness with my tiny light
hold my hand i say
don’t start that goofy holistic shit says my dead hearted friend
this makes me laugh and she half smiles
hand still outstretched
she takes it
tears stream down her face as she ashes into the potted plants
holding hands we sit side by side crisscross applesauce at the back of the room
I pose for pictures, not lifestyles.
I am what I am.
I change my genes like I change my jeans.
Fake it until you make it? Yes!