we’re all in human shape now.

here.

are we?

erratic and most importantly

flawed,

mundane,

vulnerable.

so fleshy, so soft

evolved in the eyes of some, deranged in the eyes of others.

yet oh!, so human.

we cut our nails and invent riddles and laws and figures of speech.

we build, we destroy, we re-schedule appointments.

we use socks and ferment food and clean up

we always clean up

we feel envy and grief and despair

and then we feel the world is ours

the road is there for us to dare

and then we sleep.

wait.

have you ever thought about the nature of sleep?