how little we share

I play
like I think ice lasts forever

Live
like limits are everywhere

Disconnected

Push
where pull was due

Standing tall
when a fall was gonna come with no out

And I could have just gone
down
and been back
so long ago

No
for this anything
made of nothing
I stand

Things last a long time
But rarely are the same for as long

It's like sometimes
we're all windows pretending to be people

All these walls
and furniture we see

Then the world
just a small glass square
and [what's visible of the] outer wall

Both
so unaware
How big
all the thoughts are

and how small
the sharing

We see each other
as frightening giants
and mighty small mice

at the same time

and commit all the crimes
both views
make seem
small

please melt the ice