Oluş

A bouquet of clumsy words: You know that place

between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming

but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that

more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three

times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that

people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both

know there was a real reason behind them asking.

And I wish I could get lost in the stars.

Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.

e.e.cummings