I see the world.
It doesn't offend my eyes.
It looks like a framed scene.
But when I step through,
The mud and fleas and smelly things
Assault my inner senses.
I don't want them touching
My arms or face.

And then there are things that don't look right,
But they are.
They smell good.
They feel good
And bring a full awareness
Of love and laughter and real life.

-jenn