I handle my previous
With tight gloves of no value.
I shake hands I admire
With naked skin.
I grab hot stimulant liquids
With shaky fingers.
My chubby fingers lie crossed,
My mind flies high.
Suspending
Suspend your judgement,
Not every day has a lesson at the end.
Learn to hang and just observe the scene,
Remembering only what feeds you.
It gives you a basis
for evolving tomorrow
Into a strong person
With a red book
full of short views
Always there to restart from.
