the vibe
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the vibe is
the groove line
the vibe is
a stream of color
enticing your finger tips for
a tender dip
and ooo
don’t the fruity pebbles
turn the milk
into ambrosia
pinkish matter
the vibe makes
you lock your legs
tight and
inhale him
like purple smoke
locked in
spiritual magnetism
the vibe begets
the dancer begets
the saturday morning
cartoon begets
drake and his
emotional ass bangers
but it’s ok
it’s a vibe ting cuz
the vibe is
around us right now
ruminating but
most humans
scoff at
the vibe
blindfolded
hazmatted
but they
got it wrong
the vibe pushes
you to say
i love you
thats not just
love that’s
the vibe
supplying you
with words dangerously
thrilling heartbeats
the vibe changes
the tone
of your voice
into a husky
symphonic harmony
angel-song
the vibe is
hearing ella for
the first time
undeniably heart
melting azucar
the vibe is
a paper plane
love letter
gliding through
your soul through
the galaxy through
the moonlit freeway and
night air on cheek
vibe on fleek
igloo’s graze
appreciated
the vibe is
when you laugh
a hearty laugh
and then say with
a piano keyed
smile
you crazy
you crazy
you crazy
that’s the vibe
the vibe persuades
the swallows that
live under
your skin
to sing and
dance whirlwinds
like whirlwind thoughts
the vibe is
the only thing
keeping an agender
chinatown kid
raised in cockroach
San Franciscan
brick apartment
from falling into
dismal despair
the vibe is
will always be
present
because once
you’ve recognized
the vibe enough
to see it
permeating in air
molecules in
field of vision
see it
hear it
reverberating from
inside you
then you chase
the vibe
you catch
the vibe
and if that isn’t
the closest thing to
the presence of a
goddess that loves you
just the way you are
then i don’t know
what it means
to love and
be loved
if not
for
the vibe
a poem by YUN
artwork by the animators of Devilman Crybaby ← this anime was so sad and heavy and fucked up i cried
