I don’t feel at one with those
Who are consumed
By what they can’t control
Whose words wage wars without
Thinking twice
I am the child sitting on the earth
Eating the thought
Of Doppler stars being brighter
Because I orbit towards them
Inside infinite indigo insight I imbibe
A sailing satisfaction sunset
I battle the thoughtless
with the thought that they’ll hunger
For gratitude
before their daily course
That they tame taunting tooth & tongue
To open our onion oddities
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Inspiration: Alan Watts’ The Book.. p55-57.