I wade in this water to find its source.

My lips smell like cloves
and I'm a happy moonbeam tonight
with lavendar burning on the shelf
and breezes catching in the curtains.

And I want to always be like light
that beams and twinkles so light and free
And sometimes I feel like I am!
But I'm actually really a human that
sometimes carries clouds
around my head, sholders, wrists
And I forget what real is and what's just
feelings, hormones, crazytalk.
But at least I usually remember
to remember that I'm crazy sometimes.........

And My Friend says
"Everything is going to be okay!"
Like a happy Norwhal or something
And I don't know why it brings me peace but it does.
Maybe it's that scared-baby-mother-touch thing.
And I think it's stupid
until I say it out loud and
until I feel that release in my chest
like my heart had been clutching itself to death
until that moment.

And it is so true too....
EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY!
Like......

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