a house in Tucson
my temporary abode
why not be happy?
other people
are like this:
they like us
they don't like us
they are too busy to care one way or another
and:
why not be happy?
we are tired
we are perky
we are up
we are down
and:
why not be happy?
without the story
breathing
looking out into the sweet world:
what else is there
but this current
of delight
in being alive?????
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