Change.
Re — tire.
Re — invent yourself.
Do one thing in 6 different ways.
Change.
Become something “other”.
Start again and again.
It’s your life after all.
Nobody else’s.
Live it. Fuck them.
Fuck them all.
Fill it with experiences
Nobody will believe.
Screw what others think.
It’s your life.
Change it.
Even if, especially if
your comfortable and
constantly dream about butterflies.
Change.
It’s the only damn thing
those sun tossed Greeks
got right.
Change is sweet.
The only certainty is uncertainty.
So change.
Not tomorrow, next year
or even right this moment
but yesterday.
Change.
Put on a mask. Then another mask.
Pull up your roots
and soak them in tequila.
Start gardening, grow a beard.
Sing songs to the homeless
late every night.
Sit in bed all day long
with only your socks on.
Steal or give it all away — you decide.
Build a house nobody will ever live in.
Or burn your house down.
It’s your life for Christ’s sakes.
Walk away.
Change.
Life is not judged by
how good or not good you are or weren’t
or happiness or a full belly.
Hell, life has no measurement
just what is and what the tape measure
can’t catch up too.
Hey, you’ll be forgotten
much sooner than you think.
Dust for better beetles to
frolic in.
So change.
It’s all that matters.
And if you don’t have
the balls to change
and hit the brakes
then, do a 180
then fail, just start failing.
You’ll live a glorious, ever-changing life
your only one,
the only one you got.
So change.
You’ll be aligned with
the universe ….
this failing, entropy
stuffed full
universe
that doesn’t wait for anything
but that which changes.