We dematerialise our lives.
Launch into a dreamtime
of tropical climes,
alien sunrises,
and fresh horizons of the mind.
We innoculate ourselves against capital.
Live in the ruins.
Berries fill our basket.
We gather wild flowers for the table;
Keep feathered dinosaurs.
Eat their eggs.
We carry our lives
Like a snail it’s home.
We take our time
We make it our own.