Imagine lifeless clouds that loom over grey cities
Shadow yellow lit windows
With winding staircases and rusting steps
Creaking under the weight of human noise
Bumbling taxis and the pump of leaky anger
Imagine worlds
Of pure escape
Of smoke rising through the gutters
Soaking their skin with a damp hotness
That reminds them of home
And a sun that singes the grass to ash
Imagine that world
Then open your eyes wider.
