like i’m in a bubble
floating up above the ground
none of you can see me here
none of you can get me here
tumbling around in circles
the colors flash all around
i’m safe and kind
i’m always untied
endlessly falling in the wrong direction
through the walls and through the glass
the shapes are making themselves clear
they dissolved into the hemisphere
swelling up inside
swelling your eyes
its the brew of the medicine
cooked into my skeleton
subtraction of matter
separation in patterns














