Come,

Enjoy this life while you have it.

Twisting guts or sunshine?

Nah, nah, twisting guts 

and

sunshine,

the buried wriggle of new root,

a softening of shoulder and corner of lip,

a nagging thought, tremble of choice,

and a search for more.

More of this, of this!

The life pulling at your heavy heel 

and

lifted brow in pure amusement.

Drop the weight-

it may not even be yours.

Direct that tender face

toward the sun-

allow light to bathe eyelash upon eyelash.

Bountiful plenty turns colors before you.

Bountiful plenty turns within you.

Come,

Enjoy this life

while you have it.