How to Waste Your Life

A poem in working order

Walk every morning upon waking 
listen to the mockingird's song 

follow the hum of airplanes in the sky
squint and point in awe 

light a candle for the beauty 
make coffee for the smell 

empty your pockets for those who ask 
pay attention when they say their name 

make the chocolate tart 
the one with raspberry jam inside 

buy the expensive perfume 
pour it out, weeping

this is how you say thank you

you are not useful; 
you are beautiful.

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