Legos & Time Travel

As we get older, we find ourselves missing the times when life seemed so much greater and easier than it is today. The real world is gruesome, but when we were younger, it didn't seem so bad.

Do you remember when you were younger?

Back before the world got at your throat?

Before you wore holes into your hopes
and dreams and shelved them on the back wall of your mind?

Do you remember what it was like to be a child?

I want to build with you.

Let’s break out the Legos.

There was always something so freeing about Legos!

We can use them to patch the places in your heart that have since crumbled down.

We can create a universe of our own, 
and start with your dreams.

Let’s build them, and rebuild them from the ground up.

Build it once, and knock it over.

Build it twice and plan it again.

We’ll do it until we get it right,

and then we’ll do it all over
again,
and we’ll keep going 
until your confident enough in them to let them stand.

What about crayons?
We can draw our hearts out on paper!
I’ll bring the twenty-four pack with the built in sharpener,
and we will color our emotions into this twisted reality
so that the world can’t pretend that they aren't real.
We’ll hang the pictures on the walls
and sell them for fifty cents on the play ground and make a profit on our pain,
and our joy.

Let’s baptize each other in the ball pit
at that restaurant you went to as a child!
Each color can represent 
the hopes that we were born into - the surrender to the things we chased,
and the hope that old hearts can be made new!

Let’s go back.
I know that you know that there’s a lot of ugly things about this world,
but let’s go back.
Let’s go back in time to that moment
before our hearts were hardened by crystallized sadness, 
and talk about the day when our rib cages couldn't contain the beating 
in our chests - back when our sternum was meant to cage the lion
clawing to the surface 
rather than to protect the sad soul buried underneath.

Let’s go back.
Come on, let’s go back.

Reviews

[Ashley Armstrong]

That was beautiful and depressing at the same time