on and on

If my feet had roots

I wouldn’t keep guessing

Are you looking around you now?

What does the wind see?

If we were not separate

I wouldn’t need a window

Did you open it?

Is there a loophole?

If my eyes could turn inside

I wouldn’t need to look out

Is that what you escaped?

And now this?

If the time could ripple

there could be an end to me