you know how the branches on a tree grow thinner as you go up. as if the tree knew the intention of the human like creatures and it just knew , ok? it knew that they won't be able to climb up it beyond a point. i was under a tree today. it was a nice old tree with character and stuff. shady and all it was. but the sunlight kept falling on my feet. so i moved around the tree. i moved around it but the sunlight just won't let go. so then i gave up. when i was there i saw this gap amongst the leaves on top of the tree. the branches have left space just big enough to let one human pass through the tree. and then i wanted to float through the tree. float beyond the tree to a place where the tree is a dot. see thats the thing, i don't want to fly. i don't really want to put in any effort. its not like i am lazy. i just dont want to work for things i know i already have. you know the ability to float. i will. I didn't today. my back hurts today.

a date so old,
things that are not there.
words hurl and you think.
think and try to put them in order.
so i will try.
a person who means nothing to everyone.
a person who means everything to me.
looking forward. going back.
weakness, deformities and abnormalities.
on the road.
a likeness long gone.
a war left alone.
a friend met after long.
a likeness new and shunned.
a likeness that means zilch.
a friend seen everyday.
a friend kills everyday.
about a handful of deaths and there i revive.
i am here today. so it is alright.

this means nothing much. only quite a bit.