fairies wear boots

crusier in a enclosure of expansive expression

where there’s pushing and pulling, grabbing

may be bad or may be fun, that’s not the thrill of it

there’s meaning there, a world with energy to radiate, and value to love

not a place for fairies as it may look, but she wear boots

little matter strength for those who truly sick liberation

that’s the way the world turns, until it decides not to

but till then, let me be your rational dwarf