I told myself to relax and dipped my fingers in hot candle wax.
Then I rolled the wax into a ball over an inch wide but one inch tall.
It was lopsided like the earth, or my head right after birth.
So I flattened the ball into pancake and thought of better things that I might make.
Everytime god makes a fist, he thinks of better things he's missed and how he has messed up.
The earth is flat or so I made it. Even though the world prevents it.
So everybody, run to the ends and jump off. It's safe. We've made space bend like wax. Just float and relax.
