1.
T h i s R o o m B y I m t i a z D h a r k e r

2.
<ul><li>This room is breaking out of it self, cracking through its walls it search of space, light, empty air. </li></ul>

3.
<ul><li>The bed is lifting out of its nightmare. </li></ul><ul><li>From dark corners, chairs and rising up to crash through clouds. </li></ul>

4.
<ul><li>This is time and place to be alive: when the daily furniture of our lives stirs, when the improbable arrives. </li></ul>

5.
<ul><li>Pots and pans bang together in celebrate, clang past the crowd of garlic, onions, spices, fly by the ceiling fan. No one is looking for the door. </li></ul>

6.
<ul><li>In all this excitement I’m wondering where my feet, and why </li></ul>

7.
My hands are outside, clapping.