Instincts

Some things are just instinct

like when I just ran to you

as soon as I saw you

and hugged you for -

oh yeah -

the first time

very very platonic of course

you're my big brother.

It was long and you held on tight

and rocked me back and fourth

and I didn't realize I was missing a hug like that until I had it

and it felt good so

thank you.

Some things are just instinct

like when I'm reading the notes

and my brain sees accidentals and dies

and my fingers just go

and sometimes it's wrong

but it's righter than my brain is.

Some things are just instinct

like reaching over or leaning up for

whatever kind of happening you want to happen

relaxing

breathing in and out.

Some things are just instinct

like grammar

and spelling
and all the things I know about

all the different languages.

Some things aren't just instinct

I can't do anything in math and

most of the time science makes no sense but

that's what I'm made of.

Radio rhythm and mistakes and,

of course,

the people I meet

and the people I love.