Seedy organ

Let’s build a boat. Take all our doors off their hinges and transform them into a ship to float over the cities like clouds that have a destination. Can we leave the trees in their place? I’d like that. Pick up our friends, show them where we have been. Take trips to those places that might soon be replaced with crowded deserts, on the shore where the end is submerged and the beginning rises. Our eyes open to both.