my head just wont cooperate today, bleh

we are children.
we are the sons and daughters of the sun and the moon,
and we own the night.

semi toxic smoke and deadly neon hydrogen peroxide and a phthalate ester solvent.
we breath that in.
but its no worse than the nicotine-rat poison cocktail we inhale daily.
fermented potato juice and fermented sugarcane.
we drink that in.
but its no worse than the pills they proscribe.

we dance together when the moon is high and the music is loud.
bodies intertwined, a hand here, a hip there.
no ones body is really their own anyway.
when the energy and time is right you'll give yourself to anyone,
give a dance, give a kiss, give a touch.
and by the end of the night you are everyone and everyone is you.
by morning non of it will matter,
just a bruise here, and a throb there.

everyone is just after love.


it comes with the freedom of summer,
the promise of no regrets.

because by the time they remember,
its hybernation time again.
















we've only just woke up.