donít laugh or slip up

 

 

things come in bagfuls

we want to touch things which cannot be touched

which we can only reach for

Iím doing this, daily, nightly,

 

there are ferocious winds

which cant the stars

every night they are

in different positions

 

we fight just to stand where we are

this little grouping of land

we donít know that every night the atoms change places

sand here goes somewhere else around the globe

and I am you