parallel lines creating friction
never intersecting
warmth intensifying to sparks sent spinning off
never working together to create a flame that’d send this whole thing ablaze
our lives run along these whips rising and falling creating cataclysmic rips in the seams of time allowing passages to form a new place to climb
and fall from
grace
limp and laid out on forest floors
serpentine shapes resting
waiting for the breath of inspiration to lift us once more
to crack what we can’t see
breaking the limits
similarities are in plain sight
*concept of seams inspired by chiftor four-sep.com