Social machine

Amused by the little things... Finding bliss in little things... A hippie I will be.

In a world of my own,

A world that hasn’t let me down.

Frowns are turned upside down,

Smiling from dusk to dawn.

 

Fills my stomach when empty.

Falls asleep when dizzy.

Gazing at the busy street.

Watching acquaintances meet.

 

Amused by the little things.

Finding bliss in little things.

A hippie I will be;

An uncultured swine I’ll be.

 

Well cultured I’ll be.

A sane man I’ll be.

When I become a machine;

A social machine.

First Published:June 28, 2020, 11 a.m.