Which world do these words even come from?
And Who or What answers?
          It could be nothing or no one at all

Rain lands steadily, here, where I am today
bounding upon a thirsty blanket of green
          Mouths wide open

There is music born from loneliness
though I don't find myself wishing such feeling
on anyone or anything
unless
unless it is required of you
unless your imagination is in need of a nudge
          
          In which case
          forget not
          fly nowhere
          escape and run
          from nothing at all