yes

"life is not linear. it's organic. we create our lives symbiotically as we explore our talents in relation to the circumstances they help to create for us."

inconsequential

there's a burning throat. we never smoked together. not as much as we do separately, now. we drank jack and then chased it with coke at the top of some mulholland vantage point and the glimmering lights of the valley were turned down dull enough to accurately portray such disappointments. we were talking about something vaguely sentimental or singing about something else top 40. maybe considering dancing on the side of the road. i'm sorry you felt bad that night. it was so long ago, mixed in before such drastic events and after our greatest victories over one another. in our darkest hours we have these small memories and they're entirely inconsequential until they're all we have left to prove that a prior reality did indeed occur, take place. i talked bullshit about space.

is a flame

fresh energy. stars. we search, even play it passively. hoping, dreaming for the burst. i stare at my cell phone for a flashing red light. i glance at the sky and swallow powder blue loneliness like water. i converse with strangers i'll never meet again. shake hands. use paper towels for getting in and out of public restrooms. dream on floors. scratch my scalp. take omens with a grain of salt. apply for spiritual grants. toss and turn in bed from full moon gravity. heart palpitates, stomach metabolizes, energy burns like a pilot light, levels varying. i work away libido. draw upon experience, splash abstractions, wondering when and where, when and where. breathing. inhalation is inspiration, fresh air, allergies, pollen, and all and everything.

in the shower or on a rock

The spiritual exists more than anything. So, when your analysis prone friends tell you one thing about your true mourning and my anthropological buddies point toward man's nature of the hunt and promiscuity, remember that they're both neglecting the unspoken beauty that uplifts this life. The invisible greatness that two people can share when they're both concentrated.