i am ALWAYS having fun.

I have realized that the density of
color is not what makes my head
feel dizzy it's about the tinge
of being true. I will get so close to
the good scent that I will retreat with
fractions of pollen blanketing my nose.
when the music slides through
my ears tinge red, blood flow
directing towards the piece of me that
can hear the good kind of noises.
At dusk we will drive around the perimeter
hands feeling the tinge of friction; the wind we
cannot see, and we will learn how to drive
further and further into it.