Must we always be as wide as the globe?
Or is it permissible perhaps, to be as thin as paper?
Physical appearance is not the issue here,
But what we think of ourselves in our head, what we hear up here.
Is it perhaps a way of coping with the deadline?
Is it perhaps a way of managing our fears?
Or is it perhaps a tactic of hiding our deepest secrets?
Why smile when sad, why laugh when angry, why thank when ungrateful, why jump when tired?
Don\'t we see that space is limited?
Don\'t we see that by bloating, we deflate others?
And by deflating we HELP bloat others?
The natural state of things is the only way in which they must behave, be, exist, form, believe, understand, cry… cry… cry, surround, go, shout, mourn, glow.