like Birthdays

How about something happy
Something full of truth and brightness
Is truth bright?
Is there anything but lies in the happy endings
is there anything but falsehood in peace
ignorance: the blessed saints singing hymns
I say 'O' when I feel the acid rising
not for the vast scenery or deep beauties
O that hurts, and it's full of the past
Acid running over my hands
from my inside
i created this.
My creations are not half full
nothings empty
everything is erupting
blasting and bubbling
O, I miss
and O I think
and O I know
It's much less complicated
no awe
no above
O, but something happy
(next time)