and try.
I like when those things are reassured.
I am a man who needs reassurance.
wherever liars live,
I hope they are warm
and welcomed with waffles
in the hummingbird mornings.
I was once one of them,
filled with fear
and stars,
but now happiness haunts me.
come May, I am going west
with a good gal
and her curly hair,
where we will eat grapes.
and shut the fuck up
for once,
even while teaching
and talking.