Color of outdoors blog

Inclined*

Practice being normal –

I make no sound.

Lying in silence,

the world is not real, really.

Listen for a whisper.

Drip;

tick-tock;

drip.

Practice being extraordinary,

I make all the sounds.

Bells and whistles.

Chapstick and flats.

Lipstick and heels.

Baby, we are still young.

We look like ourselves,

just like everyone else.

In danger of being on fire.

We melt inside our clothes.

Practice being normal;

in numbness,

surreal.

M.