i suspect happy is a gene.
or not (too bad, that) - like thin is in a taste bud,
like good skin, like being left handed,
like truth. (imagine if we could hold it)
and the more there is, the more there is
i am not sure of all this
but it makes the only sense
and i feel my genes whispering consistently
and i listen well.
YOU ARE READING
parallaxis
Poetryparallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an appar...