nature will do it with you if you can't do it
a lone kitten in a tree
just look out over the landscape
stay out all night by the bonfire
sniff around for someone wearing Curve cologne
run for six miles and get caught in the rain gloriously
raise your arms like King Lear, lost in an evening the storm made at noon!
you don't need an art retreat when trotting along on the pavement
the tree's roots have already done the good work for you so you can rest
they cracked the cement so the grass could spit through
give it a nibble, go in like the tide
run up the ramp
don't think of them
nobody can tell you to tap in
you've always been on fucking tap
shhhh when turned on
look up
don't think of it
down there on the subway with your Crosby Stills
(Nash and Young firing the maid, making dumplings in their second home upstate)
don't get jealous
you're here in the thick of it
thorny branches
go back to the party
the stranger is new, or just an old friend whose a secret
kiss them open mouthed
a lot of tongue like the river
taste the ice water
now now
close your mouth and kiss a tulip because you've actually got one there
sure, you're sad
sure, you're separate
there is goodbye but no matter
the branch'll hold you just fine