An arrow so sharp
that it can pierce through any object.
Fly through walls.
Into the water without a splash.
A fire that is so hot
that it consumes all that is.
Unitively standing alone.
Its you and me!
Falling in the middle of
nowhere.
Lack of gravity.
We're not moving at all.
Lost in our own home.
Home is where the heart is.
We are the center
in relation to infinity.
Lack of time.
I can pretend to melt.
Or be stiff as a rock.
See sounds with my ears.
We scratch our heads.
Land on a soft pillow.
For another goodnight on repeat.
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