the sunlight lured me in
like a calming stranger
into their house wishing
no apparent pain at all
I let go and embrace.
no matter what happens.
the morning renders endless.
I breathe in every smoke there is
and blow out a sweetness,
reminiscent of a gentle childhood
incessant chitter-chatters between tables
joyful laughter in the distance
in the making of someone\'s memory
the mundane task of overthinking about everything
the bustling escapism of the weekend
might as well hear the birds sing
there\'s jazz in the air
floating creatures in the skies
swimming Gods in the universes
I hear Sisyphus rolling his boulder
Jesus Christ forgiving his followers
Icarus flying too close to the sun
a muddy river coursing through time
all in all, I am a ghost
a being in the distance of it all
fearful of making any noise
knowing my existence will be known
meditating on every day life
sitting close, too close really
I almost become someone
or something