oh man, wonder if you'll ever know

these are bits of letters i am writing you in my head. you, meaning a general all encompassing you, not as in you specifically.

i know things.

i feel taller than those million year old trees, i soar and breeze about. i am more than a wand that brings rabbits from felt toppers and saws through women in sequins. My heart is wider than that crater in middle of the desert.

this voice can be loud, but when its quiet, it will shake the ground and echo chiseling, carving the deepest caves. hollowing out. adhering into homemade lakes.

i will tell you the things in whispers that you might not want to hear. its not to hurt you or tear you down. i will always tell you the truth. i will stare your sockets down.



sometimes a tornado will funnel with the blink of two eyes.