I’m glad you exist, I told him.
He smiled warmly and didn’t say anything.
It was the closest to ‘I love you’ I could ever come to.
in case you decide to ever see
the change that can be
without ever being so, well good luck
being human sucked you being
not a moment remained that
you aren’t the you were a moment
ago, nor the you will be but your
you got left long time ago.
i’ve been looking for a reason to smile,
there are many, yes but there are those specific instances that sit in the mind like a dictator, overruling the very corners of the expansive mind, and continues with a “no” stern and unforgiving, until happy is no longer or even state of being.
And so if smiles do happen, then they perhaps are lackluster. What use for a smile if it doesn’t create happy for miles.
a duct tape rolled in between the legs of a table, the kind that sits outside in courtyards with the umbrellas,
it fell -the duct tape- from the hands of the sound guy, a woman walking by smoothly moved out of the way of its roll, the roll took a turn and went and stopped between the v-shaped base of the table.
it made me smile.
teach me to live
so that I may
and breathe on
the very pith