Life’s Always Loved Its Smaller Doses

Give the body a little peace,
Never mind who earned it, and wait.

Grey morning over grim city,
Through a dusty window, so what—

It opens like a synchronized
Bouquet of silver-edged flowers.

Bring it in and give us a hug.
Let the body only be pleased,

Never mind who could deserve this,
Never mind the close horizon,

And pleasure lies in everything
And for pleasure, well, well-being.