i say these things below this above wording mostly in the way of peeking into my box of thoughts and visions being played out of the foreign cobblestones lining the multi umbrellas holding atop heads wrapped in a scarf and letters that i could never pronounce-on repeat-cafes...things i do not understand


impulse = i dont think im supposed to live here


analyze = oh no it will grow on me things take time yes yes everything takes time


...things i do not understand-flying high atop the grey blue rocks appearing as though these eyes cannot see the color that keeps us alive-woven patterns of teal peach slipped in...mum could there have been a different way life supports me i am safe according to the green card sitting amongst roots orchid shimmers yet theres no sign of flowers-yellow reaching out laying low dreaming of holding the sky high above itself to support the unnessacery weight sir world likes to oh so loosely throw about-create a V laced inside backside held together just a can of spray paint-roman i can dream still of swirls eyes closed mushrooms floating through stutter hey hey oh my