how would you describe happiness?
is it like a candle in the dark
or the sun in a blue sky
gold ribbons
gold sweat
weaving through the trees and my hair
making all of life a brilliant tapestry
the candle is nervous
the candle has a bad attitude
always fretting over being blown out
by the wind that sighs gusts of alienation and brown leaves
dirty wet walls with profane graffiti separate us from each other
two realities
one world
black or blue
sometimes I see glimpses of light
outlining the shadows with silver
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