whistling in eden

music

is the closest

thing to god

for it goes up

in nonsense of notes

that make you feel

something still

among the cacophony

and your own breath

that silences

if only to hear better

*

everyone wants to be happy

and so few want to be downtrodden

spit on

left to be alone

and despised

for it is forgotten

that there in vile

and repulsion

is paradise

where others aren’t

and can’t be

and don’t need happiness

for they have found

themselves instead