Poem 17

• I have a square sticker on my laptop. When I look around me, all I see is shapes.
• We can’t live without the air. Blow blow the atrium wind.
• All the small insects live underground. All the rooms are waiting for the twilight moon.
• The light felt heavy. My heart felt big.
• But my body left in the dark room. My tear is in the corner of my eye.
• The water trickled down my cheek. And I let my long legs walk out of your life.
• I’m running to my dreams, tripping over stones.
• I will hand it to you one day. Let’s draw circles before leaving.
• Then I’ll let you leave my mind.