if road
then bird
if time
then tree
if me
then third
if you
then me

I mean it
I'm in it
I'm initiating intrusive
I'm bruising
Amusing
You

You are
You mean
You are a dream
I mean it
I'm in it

butterfly
step by
step
brick
nail by
nail
snail
sitting
in the hair
of a willow
dandelion
pillow

I don’t know
the ifs and thens
the chance
the firsts and lasts
congrats
i’m slow

i see lacks
and scraps
the straw
the traps

and the grass
laughs
and the trees
dance

behind the curtain
is uncertain
flowers and claps
a window perhaps
or just a glass
for a glance
into the past
after all
it is behind
it’s this wall
that makes me small
it’s this mind
that makes me fall