Chase the Butterflies
chase the butterflies.
find all things you think are valued
from their anus, from their fore head
fortunate memorable, upside down, well turned.
smell the favoured flashes,
sentenced air wings fountains
sometimes behind, beside to the top of the mountains.
it is the well being, like the living cell
immediate and important breath; well, smell
intuintive thoughts to the medulla's call.
you wish the wish of the wings
you see in minds the tops of the skies
you remember the momentum cries.
chase the butterflies
chamber all the tears
calmly relax into your joys.
Copyright © Abed Anthony | Year Posted 2017
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