Here is my nonsense to you.

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In fountains of groves,

I plant every particle I love into the ground,

or sometimes throw them in the air hoping that where ever they land

at least one of them might grow out of fate,

but that has never happened.

there is a peach tree that I adore,

that I take special care of,

 sometimes too much care

and at times I'm afraid it might die because of it.

because yes, that though has happened.

I lay on the ground sometimes,

and pull the blades of grass out of the soil,

very genitally and carelessly

with an absent mind saying

"I love you God, How could I ever be angry with you."

while my whole heart is filled with gratitude,

I can at least feel happiness for this moment.

sometimes I act like sleep, most of the time I do

 because sleep is good for the the sanity. 

we all need to go through some nonsense to stay sane don't we?

But I suppose, getting high doesn't help you feel much what I'm standing on,

so at some point I'll wake up,

but I don't want to right now. 

 maybe after a couple of years I will,

but not now.

 

until you shout at me, but I doubt you will...you'll just walk away.

 and  I'll be here, having fun with everything that I got until it's gone to0.

But I swear even if it does,

I'm still going to have a smile on my face. 














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