Take a line for a walk,
Right across the page:
Make a snail, make a mountain, make a roaring ball of rage.
Make a snake, make a lake, make a huge massive cake,
For your monsters, for your lovers, for your next-door neighbour’s brother.
Set the pace: make it run, make it race.
Make it gallop, make it dance, make it spin in outer space.
Make a hole, make a door, make a portal.
Make a sun, make a moon, make it rain, make it snow.
Make it throw you off the edge of where you need to go.
Make it take you.
Let it make you.