in a rush
out of touch
calm yourself, you think too much
i’m going there
find me here
suffocating in the stratosphere
call me
beep me
but my phone’s broken
probs won’t reach me
cuz i’m lost within the green and blue
napping
grappling
for some truth
in those artificial stars that glow
peering down on peers below
i want something i can’t hold
grab it quick we’re growing old
don’t need shoes i got one pair
and
    they
         will
             take
                 me
                   anywhere.

//
found this collage while cleaning and decided to build something based off of the associations I had with it. Besides it being an accurate picture of my mind’s eye, it just brings back some fond memories.

xx
steph