Never forget that wherever you go there will still be ground underneath your feet

width and breadth

august's depth

the pressure of water

broken seal, limbless, inside tree roots, cross and withered.

"A depth of knowledge," for what?

where am I? where am I?

A cruise through broken glass on accident

where's my face? where's my face?

A frying pan in the cabinet, tossed.

under a blanket I can see my feet and yours.

can't complete, can't complete.

a pleated skirt and a smile maybe.

let's build a fort, let's build a fort,

and tear it down when we want,

If you want.

where are you? where are you?

where are you?

I'd like to be there, too.