ready set here we go again

i'm thinking
that it's going to take longer than expected
to change this world
and that i will need to take time
out of my busy schedule
playing tetris and listening to music
to learn how.

ah change.
you've become so much my enemy
that i'm afraid to put out my hand
and shake yours, vigorously,
until we can agree

(our differences have changed)


summer. mm.
fruity.
juicy.
sunny.
nummy.
i will lay in your grassy arms
and sneeze my love for you.
and i will love you even after
your first fruits have fallen.
and until all your fruits have fallen.
i'll secrete them away
and kiss your living trees
with their sticky scent.
mm. summer.


the Old Forest is in my backyard.
and I can see Buckland through it.
I'm nine again, and I'm carrying a basket
to collect mushrooms and nostalgia.
(both delicacies and loved well
by hobbits and me.)


hey you squrriel
outside my window
stealing nuts and my dreams
let's be friends
and you can show me how to climb trees
and i will show you how to think.
soon we'll teach each other everything
and girl and squirel can write a book
about how holy god we're all quite the same.
(though squirel is still best at climbing trees)


sim.ple.y.
me. not.
com.plex.
oh.no.