It’s almost as if
the sky wants to be blue for me
the grass wants to grow for me
the trees want to stand strong for me
the broccoli wants to be good for me
the sea wants to wave for me
the eggs want to hatch for me
the moon wants to wait for me
the sun wants to dance for me
the stars want to stay alive for me

Carl Burkitt 2025

‘Pronoia is the strange, creeping feeling that everyone’s out to help you.’