Sometimes I see people, they walk towards me
No, not so, walk in my direction
But never reaching me
Turning left or disappearing
And then reappearing
To disappear into the world
So many ways
To lose sight of them
But never reaching me
Then to recapture sight of them
They are sharp at first sight
Then smudged, then lost
Then glimpsed again
Then gone
Bunny, sometimes I press my hand on my forehead
Calmingly, feel all the dust drain out
Let it go
Feel the grit slip away
Funny moment
Back on moment
It's changed
You've painted it
You've made shelves
Everything
It's beautiful
Can you remember
When you were here last
Oh yes
You were a little girl
I was
Can you cook now
Shall I cook for you
Yes
Can you cook now
Yes



Next time I come
I will
Do you like music
Yes
I'll play you music
Look at your reflection
Look at the promise



Where in the window
It's very dark outside
It's high over
Does it get darker
The higher you get
No