I can feel
Millions of tiny cheetahs
Running in my veins
Full speed, breathing like never
For Lava is after them.
Lava pouring down like rivers
Like earth is spitting itself outside itself and into itself
And the cheetahs
All of them, at the same time,
Running away from the earth, realizing that
They are not on the Earth, They are
The Earth
Like a phenomenon happening
They think
I’m just a phenomenom
A very complex set of chemical reactions
So complex neither chemical nor reaction means anything
They think
I just happen
To be

Running.