i’m tired of longing for the longest lemongrass to start loving living a life of spontaneously—
i’m tired of it all not being freeing like jazz and beat poetry
i want to give peace a chance
i always have
but when you stop caring about the world
the world starts to care more
and when everyone’s looking at the sun and your the only one not
the sun starts to stare back at you
it picks you, out of millions
and you start to burn
till you stare back like everyone else
and i just can’t deal
with pretending to care about the sun
and following everyone else
i want to do what i want
whatever that is
and not be feed for it