So Much to Say

After watching 'Never Sorry' and learning about Ai WeiWei I typed a few pages out about freedom and what it means to me. I deleted it all and decided this was more in line with the truth of the topic. "A small act is worth a million thoughts." -Ai WeiWei
I originally had this titled, "8th of September".

Drinking coffee from the top of the building
smoking and listening to the commotion of the city.
The cat sleeps on the pillow and my clothes are across the bed,
asking to be put away in a separate drawer.
But the recycling needs to be taken out.
The sky is crying and our clothes need to be thrown in the wash.
Van Morrison speaks of warm love being ever-present, everywhere.
In Saṃsāra you have to watch with a clear mind and not be disturbed by the crazies.
Take a drink and continue the soft whisper of your soul catching fire-
again and again
because we could very well do the dishes but it is nice outside.
The fire truck shakes the house in the morning
and we kiss one another without lips
and we talk to one another without words
and we understand the cycles of the moon without ever needing to see it.
We make love on the couch and we use everything we have
until it is gone.