How often do you stop and truly listen?
I don’t mean that you give,
just a bit of extra attention…
World
Clocks which don’t tick,
swinging from side to side,
every bit of the world’s energy…
It’s all around us,
shining, blinding, beyond bright…
The world
will come apart
in your hands…
the world is packing itself
in tight around my ears
and my lungs
and my knees…
I don’t understand how
you look at the world
but I hope you keep looking…
I don’t want to be a grammar shark here,
but the logical implication,
given that the Earth is mostly blue…
now i cant be alone
in thinking that life would be so much cooler
in a dream world
once we all got over…
I wonder if the first humans,
who can say they’ve just been “off world for a bit,”
When you make something,
and share it with the whole world…
