seek out the most luxuriant green patch of grass for your meditation
(best session yet. maybe it is the beautiful sleep.)
match hair bandannas with your friend
(buy one in every color.)
pour cinnamon and sugar on your apples
(share them)
chase vitamins with wine
(red,rich, and with chocolate accents...or your favorite kind.)
sneak a cigarette and revel in the guilt of it
(embrace little bouts of vulnerability. they're sexy)
hit snooze twenty times and put off the endless to-dos for more bed
(cozy under the piles of blankets and soak up their body heat instead)
read bloody, sexy short fiction for bedtime stories
(coffee. lots and lots and lots of it.)
dance....extra close, pressed tight against another's sweaty clothes
(on school nights)
cool your heated skin by kissing in the night rain
(naked)
laugh loud at awkwardness, unexpected or fabricated
(don't hog your weirdness all to yourself)
don't always do things on time
(Buddha's shit: the best kind)
write letters with stolen pens.
leave little pieces of your heart behind, random placement.
waste coughdrops.
dill-dally.
decorate (dust).
pick up (new bad habits).
neglect (brushing your hair).
be (a sponge for details).
go (barefoot in public).
draw (it out).
embrace (the art of odd jewelery).
splurge (on four dollar cookies).
savor (pointless walks).
climb (trees).
spend quality time (on good sex and masturbation).
let yourself (trust).
embrace (the fall).
the appreciation of pleasure can be an anchor of one's humanity.
in a world of disorder
disaster
and fraud,
sometimes only beauty can be trusted.
artistic excellence is incorruptible,
pleasure cannot be bargained down.
2 comments:
this wasn't posted at 4:23.
stupid blogspot.
i like talking to myself.
i enjoyed this a lot.
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