Safe

I don’t want to understand.

I want to get drunk -

an intoxication that will leave me wander-fully,

content.

I don’t want to know where this came from.

I want to move this to a place I will never forget,

a place that will never forget me.

I don’t want to stop for the sake of should, shouldn’t, maybe or reality.

I want to burst into this feeling with an immature embrace

until my energy finally satiates.

I don’t want to understand this.

I don’t want to lose something I may not have found.