My heart was like a crumpled piece of paper.
It's been wrinkled and shrunk by hopeless ignorance.
I saw it blowing over the old wooden floor, isolated from my body.
I picked it up and let it sit on the desk,
Pulled up the pictures until it opened up again.
The velocity of the realm
Tore me apart.
My body, with the shape of a blue flower whole,
Became free from all restraint.
All organs were tumbling around the room.
My true visions got let out,
Dragging along the wall, full of enjoyment.
I could see the room before a sea of birds,
Ambition and memory.
Unwritten postcards chased off the artificial and alive,
Sorrows on empty.
When I released myself completely
Right then, all sensations came out of my body.
My feelings seemed to begin recovering
From a long, long, long day.
I kept on drawing abstract vectors in,
One after another.
I was kept in there, help me out.