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.