Tuesday, 18 March 2014

006

When a fluid is heated it expands, much like us humans. We get angry and a situation can expand into something it didn't have to be. The air we breathe sometimes expands a bit too much for me and I suddenly feel light yet alert. Something as simple as respiring oxygen and nitrogen becomes too much for me to handle and it feels as though they are burning holes through my lungs. When a fluid is heated it expands, much like us humans. I wonder if it's the same for flowers too, if they savour the glucose they make, or does it cause the blood to curse through their veins, similarly... When a fluid is heated it expands, much like us humans. I bet the moon feels it too. On a humid, summer's night when the sun is no longer shining, does the moon feel the air in which it hangs expanding? Expanding into darkness which should never be seen by anyone, a darkness which not even dying stars can resuscitate. When a fluid is heated it expands, much like me. I become angry and upset and too fragile to function. One minute, two minutes, ten. The fluid will cool down eventually, I'll be cold but it will stop soon and I'll be able to breathe again.

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