It begins slowly, seeping in around the edges, and it is just a small amount.
We enter this word, and individual, dependent, not understanding there’s a community, a hive mind that we will eventually try so hard…
the mind gets excited
something new
I think about you
all the ways you don’t care what they think
I am learning to dance in the wind
In my mind there are all kinds of worlds
and some are even true
Of all the ways you love me,
I want to remind you
of mist wafting in, over the stately evergreens
