Shape shift shape a laugh

Swallow a moment

Step on glance

Shape shift shape a laugh

Hold me close and closer still

Dream a moment, let it part

Slither me a smile,

Slice me some glee

Shape shift shape a laugh

Let’s live

Breathe and be

She climbed the non-existent stairs and stood in the non-existent room. She missed a non-existent step. There she fell; there she died. Life passed inside, with a quiver of corruption, a gasp of despair. In the morning brought Sunday air but the clouds brought haze. The pancakes lay uneaten; the rest of the world asleep. The birds began to sing with her secret to keep. In a while it will all stop. There will be no breathe, no talk and in her eyes there will be no light, no wonder of how to miss a forgotten sight. She walked those steep hills while the sunset wept. The clouds rained fire and trees fought death. In that moment before she left they knew to know nothing. In that second; with no imagination, her eyes quite close, she was in a non-existent bed, dreaming non-existent dreams and in the end she cradled the truth to comfort the lies. In that non-existent room she quietly wept.

Concrete Ice Cream

Let’s inject some light into the situation. As we make pavement out of memories. Watching people tread hungrily though them. Let’s smile at this. Here is my footprint in humanity and I climbed mountains just see it being placed, and then disappear. I didn’t hear the shadow I felt the shadow. I didn’t touch the sky I left it there because it was soft. What I am doing is nothing: what am I doing? Why write rings around time? Why isolate ones existence with any importance? Who can possibly justify ‘Living’. So be born then I cry then I swell to a point and then I die. And in that time it’s been created in me to feel, so I love, hurt, want and still die. It’s hard to imagine a world we can’t create, we can’t call ‘man made’ Are we scared? Yes. Do we act upon this? No, because we are concrete. We have a purpose, and justify this by enduring in our designated design.