Europa's Space Of Poetry

falling from a space that has no ground

there’s not even a way to make a sound

rolling in thin air wondering when it’ll land

but not realizing what’s on the other hand

understanding moments that can stick

that can make situations feel very thick

the tension is here, yet, there’s no room

for an elephant to fill up the tomb

why? remember, space with no ground

no where to stand still so I’ve found

hallucinations can be real, I can’t deal

I really thought I was falling in a box made of steel

though, once I calmed down later

I realized I was just stuck falling in an elevator

~ Europa, Ki Wi

When I swing my arms when I walk, they transform into wings for me to fly.

~ Europa, Ki Wi