Interested in seeing what people write. I'll write a small one

If had to die
wouldn't cry
if my life was filled
with what most leave in a will
then I have reached my point
you can't take it from me
it's buried in my bones and keeps
me together at the joints
I'm happy
I ask for nothing else
forget what's on your bookshelves
Forget what's in your closet
because if you haven't you've lost it
what it means to be happy
It's not something you see
it's what you feel
and when you do the meaning
to it all is revealed

Shh- listen-
It's almost ready-
Listen to the void
Emerging from the rippling,
Nauseating chaos,
Catching on the wind.
Enough of which there will never be

Anchors dribbling utterances
To the one perpetual truth

Lament for your cruel bedlam while in
A haven away from home
Shh- don't you hear?
These moments can always be found

To be the Fool,
The jester for your
Amusement,
The bringer of that good humor,
Which removes
All worry,
All doubt,
All inhibition;
That eases your mind,
Lifts your burdens,
And cleanses the burning pains
Of your world.

To be the Fool,
That is what's best in life.

Thinking,
Relaxing,
Eating,
Entertaining,

Nurturing 13 Meows,
0 Enviousness,
Warmth,
Mellowness,
Relief,
Quiddity.





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