You are the impossible smell of of sweaty dry socks.
You are a lonely, soulless star swirling through the void of space.
You are a soft swan as dreadful as a devil.
You are the impossibility of flameless fire.
You are a door bell ringing for attention.
You are a city as small as a cricket ball.
You are the sound of all life moving.
You are the memory of all happiness that has ever been.