Tell Me What You're For

Put your goddamn pen to paper and tell me what you’re for!
-Taylor Mali, Silver-lined Heart

I’m for gentle tunes like poetry in motion.
I’m for ice cream in the summer
While viewing vistas of the ocean          

I’m for going home on holidays to spend with my mother.
I’m for the scent of older books
One on the other

I’m for exploring the darkest closet nooks.
I’m for having hairs dyed green,
Giving grins and receiving looks

I’m for moments so chaotic it’s echo is serene.
I’m for the pitter patter of rain
Messing with the sun’s routine

I’m for losing so much you can only gain.
For reading until hours grow long.
For thinking the thoughts insane