this precious time.
i have to open my head.
seeds of the past will leave me...
...and evolve as a imaginated tree.
not determined by rules.
roots through my bones.
i had a craniotomy...
...and blind a**umptions became eyes of a child.
break free my way and... (make me disconnected)
take this return step... (don t look behind)
eyes, ears, heart and hand... (as a tool for you)
craniotomy... (precisely defined)
a warmth. embrace.
fall into a deep sleep.
this precious time.
seeds of the past will leave me.
roots through my bones.
became eyes of a child.