lilac

Saturday.

Recieved a message in my inbox, goodbye from suicide girls.
However!! This was only a goodbye to lilac798166. Not to lilac.

I am resting on a big brown cushy sofa reading nylon.
Drinking bandit merlot out of a carton in beaverton, the suburbia wrapping around portland.
Daydreaming. Thinking of today at Paradox cafe, the alternative lifestyles. Choosing for yourself to be vegan. Or to be vegetarian. To not be. To be addicted. To be in love. To be alive. Or to not be.

Choosing for yourself which lifestyles to engage in. Which paths to take and cross, and which intertwine, which fade.

I choose to be free. To be within my own playground
my own mystery novel my own depiction of reality
my own skin
and touching yours to feel the comfort of you
and who you are
what you bring
to be lucky. fortunate
but never indulgent in relations with love
to always accept it will be here today for sure
and tomorrow, no one really knows.