Creatures Abound

round bodies hymning to a rhythm estranged bodies floundering along

never reaching the floor

not defined by space

wisps of energy elated

some can change their size

naive to material things

in-between

inquisitive, denser stretches of pebble seeming shadows

nipping at her toes

plopping stamping, gliding to and fro on the floor

fizzing the depth that cushions the vibe

assessing the walls, gluing and clamming to grasp at all there is

teeming the edges with gentle movement

too concerned with the around space, as if pulled by gravity to a coloring book

the butterfly lamp upon the shelf, next to a mirror where they may find the oblivion in themselves

windows where the light beacons in

yet there's a glowing slant, half a torch light

like overflowing water the door drifts open

inviting a new breeze

a sighing breath

of collapsed lungs, weary and sullen

a dense shape bearing weight and cannot change their shape is aware amidst the girls aweing state

as she tips and traces the trail of tattle tale glades

new real estate reels the young girl to a strange, vacuum of a place.