spring

i'm emerging from the darkness of a long lost night,
given up something to find,
nothing to find so nothing to lose
so nothing to think say do.

i was boxed up lost in the dark
like a little boy lost his heart
so with less thinking there's more to feel,
hearts bruise but livers heal.

it's dkdc, less thinking
and i want to do some blue sky drinking,
with the sun reborn in a sudden spring
long dark and dead is the winter.

i'm a caterpillar larva cocoon
hibernating and waiting for you,
a butterfly flutters like flutter-by lovers,
love is a bubble cocoon.

love is a bubble of beauty,
love is an endless plain,
love is an ignorance, an innocence,
love is a pathology of the brain.

so is there a time to advent and odyss
like some higher level story exists
and life is a journey just writing for you,
to write about a one way risk.

all i know is that i just don't know,
this ain't philosphy, it ain't even art,
nothing means anything, there is no meaning
so i'm scratching back to the start -
i'm emerging from the darkness of a long lost night.