calling a name
unknown to many
and unknown to me
one day they will know
what drives an artist to the sea
what makes you walk forwards
what makes him walk back

my fingers want
things that are not in reach
a flower to hold
when the bathroom tile gets cold
home, or something close to that
rich in oranges
rubies from Berlin

I like how you are a Sapien enthusiast
I was also told that we could have had much more

I am sitting in a place
far away but close to the source
I am wrapped in a palm leaf
creating wings
choosing breath over time

I am walking away from your creation
and running towards my own
I have the plants to thank
they revive us all