Have you ever wondered that something was
In our lives?
If people from a couple of hundred years time
Came here and
Would they find our lives rather empty?
Sunny and easy,
But still empty?
Would they consider our lives cheap?
The things we care about and do?
I wouldn’t know.
I don’t even know what’s
It’s just a feeling.
‘In this sunny, empty world, she wandered about; it was clean and seemingly uninhabited. Was it only last night she saw this street teeming with ragged, grubby and vital citizens, selling, buying, yelling, exhibiting fighting dogs, piglets, the Infant phenomenon?’ -Pg. 173, Playing Beatie Bow
‘That beastly place is more real than this one! And it isn’t, it isn’t.‘ -Pg. 169, Playing Beatie Bow