I seek only serindipity today.
In serious times, frivolity offers hope to the unwashed masses.
Today, at long last, I become an unwashed mass myself,
baptized in the tainted waters of the public water system,
infected by the soils of eden coursing through my veins.
I will wander the streets with the unintended intention
of spreading, not myrrh, but mirth, laughter,
unabashed stupidity and purposelessness.
I throw the useless numbers of this day and tomorrow
into the air for the breezes to scatter
into the embrace of the brightness of the star
followed by many on this night of wanderers.
I unfold my hands, I unfold my feet, I unfold my heart
and bid you unbound love and lightness