Super collider. Dust in a moment. Particles scatter. Parting from the soup. . Swimming upstream. Before the heavens crack open. Thin pixelations. Coming out from the dark.
I walk down the staircase. Magnetic pull. Back to the other place. That I cannot go. I'm sending a chopper. To steal you away. The pot is full. Let me take control.
I'm walking out in a force ten gale. Birds thrown around bullets for hail. The roof is pulling off by its fingernails. Your voice is rapping on my window sill.
It's like I've fallen out of bed. From a long and vivid dream. The sweetest flowered fruits are hanging from a tree. Falling off a giant bird that's been carrying me.
Rows of houses, all bearing down on me. I can feel their blue hands touching me. All these things into position. All these things we'll one day swallow whole.
The breath of the morning I keep forgetting. The smell of the warm summer air. I live in a town where you can't smell a thing. You watch your feet for cracks in the pavement.