we are all happy reflections,
you can see it in our windows –
like cats in the sun, we are
basking all alone and self-soothing –
the body heals itself with elves
beneath a beauty wash of now and well –
without will or reason,
our cells whistle a happy tune –
singing as they go along, without
need of love or explanation –
all chromosome smiles of elements,
wrapped around happy histones –
we are all happy, reflections,
you can see it in our windows.