Creatures with a struggle.
But then nature and loneliness.
If it's a struggle or a dance, I'm not quite sure.
Impossible wires and problems in a dance we meditate to.
Floating colors represent emotions that we have no words.
They get stuck in their throats.
They get danced out of their systems despite the wavy eyes.
We swear the flora is lava, so they float and dance with conviction.
It's our escape.