Having A Pet Platypus

The joy of living

I have my hands full of explosive joy

and brain scanning of memories.

I have a not-I have

Every day they give me one more.

grateful I never tire of

and say I do not understand.

Live day by day, a surprise in mystery.

Live all the miracles in cheap

high in low, pulled

as a shot that was full of flowers.

live with all my heart,

thanking all there

because it exists.

Sometimes you work to earn money.

It costs too much.

And given seems to continue living.


Gabriel Celaya