Blop and Dense

“Hey, you!
Come play with me.”

“I can’t see you,
can you see me?”

“I see a blop.
Is that you?”

“I’m Blop.
What form are you?”

“I’m formless,
but I’m dense.”

“I feel you, Dense.
What game we play?”

“Hide and seek?”
asked Dense.

“You’re everywhere!
Twenty Questions?’”

“Great!”
laughed Dense,

“Where are you from,
Dense?”

“I don’t know, 
but I’m here!”

“How did you get here,
Blop?”

“I don’t know, 
but here I am!

Let’s meditate,
Dense!”

“Let’s meditate,
Blop!

So glad
we’re together.”

One trunk many forms