I'm so happy.
Oddly happy, wonderfully happy!
As if a milky way were pulsating through my veins-
blood only some distant summer thing.
Happy, such a weird thing for me to say.
(and I parade around this hollow town wearing sunflower yellow things
listening to a band that translates as-
"I'm so happy," they sing,
"the die is cast" and
"for your sake I'm singing right now...")
and singing, all day long singing.
When the summer ends
and the sparkles and fireflies leave,
then maybe I'll retrieve my blood and
then maybe in my reveries I'll be alone again and
the beach in my dreams will no more be an endless sunset
but a mirror of moon and stars;
When the easy contented me ends;
when the summer ends;
I'll be alone again and
probably heartbroken too.
maybe I'll keep this new milky way inside me,
just to remember these flowery afternoon days.