where the streets, once had names. and now they are written in fonts that don't make sense. and they say, "go back to where you belong. this is ours."
wish i could say to them, " this entire nation is mine. and yours. you stayed here since time immemorial. how much of the mother tongue do you know?"
she plays a game of hide and seek. she melts in to the reality and then transforms into reality. With a disarming smile and a willy look, she can steal your heart in an instant. When she returns it, you know you survived it easy. She could break your heart with her smile. You know you came of easy.
the fuzzy logic of lights
