Provides warmth
and colour
In a metallic world
of black and white
Making it bearable
Less exposed
Free
Sometimes captured
To feel more human
To have softer edges
To have clarity
Sometimes confusion
Be happier
Content
Filled
Sometimes void
I can talk
I can speak
I can think
Sometimes a cul-de-sac
Unfreezes the boundaries
Sets loose ability
Stalactites dripping
Often regelation
No need for ceremony
Everyone relaxes
Smiles
Sometimes narcolepsy
It’s a different world
A globe of emotion
Sensation
Sometimes centrifugal sickness
No need for one hundred words
if ninety nine will suffice
Kindness for the entire world
Always drunk.
From the Compendium of One Hundred Word Stories
The Angry Farmer 
