I am Life!

Let me snatch this
ray of sun;
splash flash!
onto this crumpled piece of paper
with these ink stained
fingers.

Got to breathe!
Mouth to mouth
I will survive this
nine to five,
Monday to Friday,
if I can just wrap my lips
around this moment;
mind groping, stroking
this now,
for a pulse;
blood;
life
in this glass display box
of picture perfect,
artificial life forms.

But you,
my fire flies and nymphs,
fresh friends in my
secret garden,
and this my courageous heartbeat,
keeps me alive.
I am Life!