A new frame is all.
The colors are still bright.
Eyes still twinkle.
The joints roll and hit smoothly.
They make all the moves.
Like the James Brown slide or the moonwalk. One, two, three, four, five.
This place really is paradise.
We went there in our dreams.
Innsomnia must be the worst condition.
The body should snore regularly.
Straight through, naps mess with the moods. Like tides and eclipses, the moon is involved.
What's left is time.
And time is an opportunity for anything.
Especially for the free.
Who don't care so much about most things.
Only being free.
Like in dreams.