Happy

My girlfriend is next to me
The sun shines in,
shines on my cup of coffee
shines on me

my girlfriend touch my cheek
I look outside, at the sun, at the quiet ocean
bathing in the sun
I am bathing in the sun

The depressed

The depressed wanders, wanders
in alleys, in valleys, in woods
In the woods they roam, in the woods they stumble
They moan in the woods

the moans are not to be heard
In the woods the wind blow; it is
but a gentle breeze through the trees.
a breeze through the moaning, a breeze within
the moans, a breeze above the moans
as they stumble

Being social

Being social defines
it grabs minds, it feeds the mind
it defies the mind, the mind defies,
defies you

Your mind heeds to it, you feel it
you need it, you feed it

Relations are forged, hoarded,
they flow,
they integrate
they disintegrate

Oneself..

haunting through cities
through woods, through valleys
shudders through houses
shudders through minds

shafts through windows,
shafts through tunnels

funnels through ears
though one cannot hear
cannot hear
cannot bear
oneself
haunts