i laugh out loud. she is covered in dirt and sea water. smiling. looking at me. i think of how i couldnt stand to be that covered in dirt, but how separate i am from the earth in that regard. so space i am. skywise for sure. dreamberry eater and wary of recognition.

by sunlight she chooses to hold me longer. she feels the size of me, tall and in sunglasses (eyes weak in daylight) feeling unspeakably alien in comparision. how has she chosen me here. what about me attracts this elf?

still. a most mesmerizing entity. she shows me her home on a boat. a small temple full of stones and bones. so strange she has looked to me and my room full of technology and shoes. my life of microchips and metapoetiks.

altho she floats thru the air and seems the lightest of light. i think i am far more naive in the ways of the world. such elves know the very heartbeat of the gaian mama. they have strange secrets and have seen the insides of flowers and shells.

i travel thru nebulae and novae. this world caught me reluctantly tho its beauty unmatched so far calls the soul again and again to engage.