We can follow the paces, we can stare at
they, we can sell the flowers, we can admire
the buildings, or we can cling to the infant
lights...
You can improvise your own stage, so you can
animate some vibrant sounds.
You can accentuate the curves, so you can
move comprehensive.
You can repeat yourself, so you can rejoice
at the additional.
You can wear daisies in your hair, so you
can feel special in the thickly crowds.
You can draw some winding clouds along your
ceiling , so you can receive the real azure.
You can switch orders, so you can always run
backwards.
You can learn the dictionary inside-out, or
you can use a few more interjections.
You can whiten all around, so you can focus
the eyes properly.
You can turn on loud, so you can obtain a
glorious world impression.
You can try odds and ends, so you can taste
differently .
You can delete the whole of it, just for a
mini-void-mood...
You can invent new words, so you can
structure an appropriate self-poetry.
You can imitate the independent birds, or
you can actually glue two jagged plastic
wings together, from your spine, so you can
space some room around you.
You can fit on counter-temps, so you can
consider the opposites as well.
You can carry fists of dust in your pockets,
so you can feel the ground above your feet
sometimes.
You can fracture the maybe-ness into Do-
ness! Yess-ness! Is-ness!
You can grow the tallest tree ever, so you
can show the others a higher dimension of
possible being.
You can tear on your inside frame, so you
can live a little.
You can rinse your pupils into a sincere sky
portion, so you can teach the people how to
aerate the earth from time to time.
You can throw a stone towards the starry
arch, so you can embrace the non-responses…
You can restart believing in everything, and
knowing nothing at all...Can you?
