Playing games
Outside the walls
The sick and dying
Can't go out
I have new lungs now
So convenient to
Fly home again
Spirit why are we in flux
Is it in the mind
Or in the heart
All that it took
Returned to bliss
I want to believe
A thought suspends
Only
Repair all
Does it matter
By what means
We see upending
Where we
Don't feel like talking
Gather
Recompense
