The Uncontrollable

I have learned that your hands disappear when you are a child and the toys move on their own.

I have learned that if you are still enough birds and people trust you.

I have learned that there is a tiny keyhole in my chest and if you unlock it, words and papers and books fall out.

I have learned that there are a thousand monkeys with typewriters in my heart, and each one is madly in love with you.