turquoise skin & carnelian

masses of millions cover each slice of ground, dirt and particles beneath soles are found. with no space to move maneuver through the cracks. wedging your single being between every single body, you can't fly..it's not like that. it starts to rain, nothing is the same. four young men climb into your house and break, then succeed, and now....apologize to me. i see family, i see friends they stand very close, they're people who'd gone away, few i'd never seen before. is there some kind of war going on, why are we all together. go climb up balconies to hide my sins, running miles from raging whirlwinds. lift me atop pick-up trucks to see the crowd, why are they yelling, how come there voices are so loud. from bikes of people we run these pathways, holding beneath our armpits giants made of glass, running through fences with locked metal gates, drowning below the grass.why are you looking at me, are you noticing my transparency. singing voices still ring in my ears, only without a throat. there's something/someone coming this way and stepping on every note. i want to understand the clouds over this land, i want to understand why the little girl wanted to hold my hand. i can't remember..