I try to stretch my thoughts
like mozzarella in a grill
but all I end up with
is with a burnt cheese

Something is Off and it’s not the light.
The room is illuminated.
But as illuminated as it is, I still fail to see
that which is Off.

Today, I think of The Amazon,
And how illuminated it must be
It’s full of fires growing strong

Let’s try something different today.
Let’s see
Something...

Some things never change.

But wait, that’s a lie
Everything changes

People change
at least physically
Skin wrinkles as time passes by
It’s as if Time itself was water
and people submerge themselves
in it for a long... well...
a long time...

everyone swims in this water
some float naturally
others drown themselves in it
some suffocate with it
others just enjoy it

But no matter what
Water changes
at least its composition
some water have more minerals or vitamins in it
Other waters are more salty
Some are sweeter
there’s also polluted water
Yup, water changes

and we know in which water to swim
And we can choose from which Water to drink
But as Time changes
do we get that choice?

the sky is open. You can see clouds being dragged by winds atop mountains.

You can see them resisting. Exerting force. getting darker. louder. Crashing against one another.

Thundering.

You can see those winds turning into tornadoes. oscillating. spiraling. Pressuring clouds to stay together.

Lighting.

You can see the clouds getting madder. Expanding. Resisting the oppression.

the sky closes.

I never wanted to be the sun
but surely enough
I wished to be a source of light.
Surprisingly, I was a lightbulb
meant to lighten a room
who sooner or later, burned out.

July 9, 2019