today

i am keenly aware of the surface of the earth. i am the presence that spills to fill all available space, moving smaller things to where they should belong and breaking along larger things. slowly, over time, i can move those as well.

i am only as great as the infrastructure around me. i touch everything i can see.

the skies and clouds bend above me; i occupy a space below them. summer taunts and threatens to wane.

01 September 2015 17:47