If I was dust,
I’d fall through you like a cloud
And you’d never feel me
Struggling for purchase.
If I was light,
I’d blind you with my motives
And despair.
If I was an animal,
I would be forever
And I would howl like the winter
And beat myself with leaves.
If I was the night,
There would be no wall
That could cut me.
I would fly, screaming to the end.
The Time Puddle 