Static

Electricity is funny.

It repels and attracts.

It creates fields

And shocks them when they grow too close.

Every time I walk past you.

Every time we touch.

Every time you're near.

There's always a static field.

Come break the static.

When you're ready,

I'll wait

For our charges to find common levels.

For our fields to link.

For the shock to start a spark.

Floating

Lets draw lines.

Close your eyes.

Let the line go as it pleases.

It may go square.

It may run in circles.

It may run every angle.

Let me draw lines around you.

I'll draw lines straight as circles.

They'll keep you floating

Off the paper.

<See the illusion?>

<My lines form a shadow.>

Keep drawing

My lines are coming true.

They're strings and I'm a puppet.

I'm floating,

And the lines direct my movements.

Walking

Let’s take a walk,

A walk through the mundane.

I’ll show you the path.

Look at the tree.

Look at the bushes.

Look at the puddle.

It snowed recently.

There’s ice over the puddles.

Don’t slip. 

Okay. 

Keep walking.

Look at the grass.

Look at the sky.

Feel the dirt under your feet.

Sorry.

Are you bored?

Yeah.

Me too kinda.