A Great Day

 

One can’t think and experience the world

at the same time.

You might be having a great day.

You don’t keep saying to yourself:

 “I’m having a great day!

I'm having a great day!

I'm having a great day!"

every few seconds. 

(Unless maybe you just 

came out of a coma.)

Some people are unhappy and 

so obsessed with themselves

they look like pale shells 

walking down the street…

hardly noticing the sun or rain.

I prefer listening to the flute playing…

( I can do that and write a meme temps).

I prefer a snoot full of something

(Rhymically writing)

The flavors of a meal melt in your mind

like sounds and tastes and words together.

That’s why they call it “far out”.

“It’s back to the senses

back to the senses now

now senses the to back.”