Like a goofy boy

Like a goofy boy you smile helplessly
your head tilted back, and your slightly uneven teeth spread about
the sun rays are spinning while the world is spinning while you might be spinning
who knows, everything is a moment; an euphoric joy that one cannot conceive
Your laugh might be the only sound out there
in a space full of green trees and shrubs that exist, but only visually
that cannot be touched
whether this is joy or madness
or both, or none, or in between
it cannot be identified
Your joy, so real, so vibrant
right now


Published by Samasya Tapasya

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