It's Still Life

Those Puzzles

Is this what it feels like
to be human — like

a Battle Royale with
dodgy coordination and reflexes,

or an abandoned house
or when you stay on a bus

until its last stop, or you realise
that you’re not Rambo,

and you’re not epic, and
you’re wood, not iron.

Being human, feels like
being rooted in a moving shadow.

written for Twiglet #78