You might eat 
what you get served
but don’t look to close
at what you get served

it might scare you

Can you 
imagine 
a life without 
windows

If you colorful 
wants to be
hidden 
while sitting still
in the middle
of a front row
 
you better
...

I know being tied
up
keeps my head facing the storm
but it still makes me nauseous 

I remember
that I was young

I prefer to hold it together 
in style

It's just a turn of a switch
like making a decision 

but the other choices
taunt me 
like if they were even possible 
after I was sure
and made up a mind 

I woke my dream
and fell asleep 

At night in my dream
I glow underwater
feeling the world
an adventure 

but all along
the morning holds me tight
waking me up
in a sudden 
pull

I only remember
the goodbye