Hair combed with water.
A routine thy practice to find something that is only projection from the outside their world.
Hair standing large tying my arms back instead.
Sunny day at the fair.
Glide through red flowers.
No mother can live up to this such big eyes and hair.
What will hatch out of their warm heads?
The attachment to a world of physical ramifications.
Subjugated to the land only to claim its ownership as noble right.
Forgotten phone the mirror we’ll be used for self reflection.