Air (memoryland trilogy #1)

let’s begin
by floating

the wind in our hair
the sun bright above us

we are as light as a feather
but we are not flying

we are floating

let’s begin
by watching the world

moving pulsating vibrating contorting
moving breathing choking undulating
moving rushing rewinding recoiling

so far out of reach
that it’s a dream

we are floating
like a feather
above the chaos and the din

we are asleep
this is our dream
and we don’t want to wake up

we like the clouds
we swim among the clouds
we are the clouds

let’s begin
by floating

— Clio 04.17.21

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