They Say

They say it’s easier getting up than coming down

A laugh comes easy being hurt

When dancing as a clown

They say a lot of fucking things

From head to tippy-toe

Like “Keep your cool”

Or “Go for it”

Bullshit in false voices

“We be fast and they be slow”

Backlit green of leafs make olive shadows on the water

Rocks are massaged into pebbles by current’s caress

One-organism minnows beneath the cliff’s face

In the pool of the spring

Watch yourself, young child of stars

You may never leave

Nymphs whisper secrets in your ear

And honey drip your dreams

Ah, who knows about it anyway?

Comme ci comme ca

Come mercy, cum with a shiver

Suffocating emptiness of not being around

The struggle to not let it

Creep in at least once

Everyday

Love the way you love it

Love it without being there

Love it as black pear seeds

Love it as big as your heart

Love it not at all

Love it for reminding you

Love it for making an insanity out of the miniscule

Simply

Love it