words! a plantation of forbidden truth why? because....DONT WHINE...drink wine..and multiply the joy..
recollections free gift from the brain wave near you

remember those moments you feared would end ....wise enough ...I cannot recall a moment that did not pass the smell of grass

every child's hypnotic drug of choice no! not grass ...GRASS....
That bitter tasting green carpet that facilitates youth and energy
its all relative
when I am old grey and smelly I hope grass swaddles me like a baby

and I remember

that time/
and let it grow above me as it did below me.Grass and words and this....transcendential being...