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

Resisting the spin

The world is spinning uncontrollably in different directions, and I sit here, dazed and confused.