sometimes when i get my head to stop criticizing others and wanting to be alone and all

i will stop and watch the gorgeous slow motion unfolding of all of these animals

this one with bleached hair and black eyes

this one has a see through white shirt over an undershirt with a limp

tired ones

nice smiley ones

happy couples, fat bodies

some smell of cigarettes, some of nasty perfume

and I am filled with love for each one

i can see clearly now