10,000

I have wings, tattered rags on a stick.
You have a SkyScooter (TM).
Let’s run through endless tulip fields with no flowers.
Let’s reach the end and take flight.
Butterfly, let me be.
Let’s spin under this blue aviary.
Let’s swim in swirls, unfettered by the laws of physics.
Swim in an endless pool of sunlight.
Let’s run across the keys of a piano.
Let’s breathe underwater.
Let’s mask up and fight crime.
Let me violate my mechanical heart.
Let me disturb your inertia.
We stand upon the new kingdom.
Yet I wish I were buried underneath it.
Squished so that I were reborn
Where I could properly celebrate my emotions.
I am more awake than a dormant yesterday.
And that took 10,000 of them.