Peeing Stars On The Moon Poem by Zyw Zywa

I want to eat pies, be full and be fine
spray sand, barefoot drawing a squiggly line

pull kite ribbons, on top of the dune
eat cherries with the birds, in the afternoon

pick mushrooms in the forest, together
just sing and take a nap on the heather

race on a horse, my hair loose and proud
dream heavenly, not afraid of any cloud

stand in the surf like a buccaneer
lovingly beat the demons you fear

pee stars on the moon, further and further
in the fen and ever, ever go on together

ever go on together