slowly someone
has untwisted my neck
let me see
what's infront of me.

slowly the waves have
washed my hands
my tired magic wand.

she has gone for a walk now
talking is so strenous,
we use our minds,

usually we let giggling
be our language.
now we are talking of savings
of words split into two or three
for the sake of clarity

for the sake of togetherness.