Reworking the Word

today at the cafe i may have discovered humanity
i may have sought thru the sunrays
and dispelled all previous darkness.
what if my mind does not come back down?
maybe i have it in me to do something terribe
incapable love,
noble and unhumanly,
brethren, kindful be.
i'm sure i know what it means when a writer says:
i saw their soul.
i've completely overtaken.
i've made a mess: savage!
of these downward constellations.
diamond destination,
like the shining silver streets of drunkards
and lame prostitutes
like the flaming actually-there
and nurturing nature
this world is so numb:
she's a woman in pain.
do you know a woman in pain?
you've lived in one,
you live on one.
she's young and tough like me:
breakable.
young and reckless! this world,
growing
up too fast to match the ancient stars
and worldly
for Worldly's sake.
worldly for the world.
a believable one
because the story is rich and
unbelieveable.
rich in nothing but poverty!
and rich,
like the water
and like the matching sky.

today at the cafe i may have discovered humanity.
it may have been real.