Six

Dear six,

 

Dance, until all air has escaped your lungs.

Sing, until meaning mean nothing to words.

 

Laugh, until the roof echoes of the prior moment.

Tumble, until the room has been removed of all dust.

 

Eat, until corn bursts at the sight of fire.

Chew, until ice melts at the sight of spoon.

 

Style, until no hair is dry.

Play, until no head is willing to play anymore.

 

Next time, that room will be a stranger.

 

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