Love your life
recklessly
like a spire
in the air
past some meddlin
point of
despair
like you
don’even
care
Love yourself
in the morning
all scraggled your hair
yawnin before coffee
and meds
kickin in
Love your life
at night
when you
can’even
see
in haystacks
drunken alleys
and trees
wall to wall
rolling wheels
of cheese
second
to loving
no’one else
dreamin
haunted
up to no good
at all
in mirrors
fancy clothes
long halls
in waders
rising up
jumpers
the fish
on your
knees
Love your life
in cups
straight up
with no chaser
bent stemming cherries
an shaken
an stirred
collapsed
like umbrellas
When it rains outside
the mayhem
behind locked doors
open but screened
walled up within
thirstin for light
dreamin of pinups
and ticker tape
parades
pregnant with life
in floods and capris
glasses and ice flashes
in the sun
rooftop flashing
the sky for a
sign
KatYa ©2016
K IS SILENT 
Intermission, including information inspired
Random and reckless wayward I amble the grove, The page
In no time like the past
Waiting for a moment in future
To be relevant now,
Influenced, slightly affected
What most understand as normal rejected!
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