Clones Cannot Escape Windows

clone people have sold access to knowledge beauty pain bliss in pursuit of electronic clone lives playing enslaved computer games wearing out eyes tired body sitting emotions adrenaline buzz running knowing nothing of call wild places experience dating freedom thoughts even in a simple field of green grasses wind kisses every leaf or insect passes in journeys soft whispering singing come run dance with me adventures await in every sunbeam illuminating hold as a child pick dandelion spheres ghost frail transparent potentialities are illusions life seeds promises sails await lips to soft blow feathered leaves tiny seed-bearing parachutes scattering blow hard blow cotton seed wind snows fertile wind will blow forth life stems even if clones cannot escape windows Copyright © Terence George Craddock