Space Race

Fun

Were in space, I know you from taste, gravity normally holds me grounded, this music, this rhythm, my God what the sound did.  Chemicals joining the jugular, in with the flood of blood, bring me up and then downwind.  Radio frequencies, I know what you seek of me, I know its just, your makeup of chemistry.  Born that way, from the father of a president, a king, and a mother that was heaven sent, she sings, the most beautiful courageous chords and words that only I was privileged to ever have heard.

Legs dangling off of a comet, we sit with a telescope, watching the amazement, as the people point and watch where the blaze went.  Veer left of that star and park by the moon, sit and watch the earth spin for a minute of 2, f**k with the time, a finger changes everything for miles when you’re twisting that dial.  A chuckle, unbuckle these cosmic seat belts, put a hot shovel to the moon and watch how the meat melts, uncover some more of life’s mysteries and histories, excitement I cant wait to share where the light went, through fiber optic digital analogies, like pacman in the sky collecting molly from molly trees, follow me!, I’ll take you on a journey your mind never thought pos-sible, instead of doing what they all do, we cleverly sought what not to do.  Changed it up, poured out half the cup, pessimistically optimal, shave off the excess lox we pull, you’re excited you see that my socks are full.  

Now, this is the part of the ride I spoke about, throw your hands up and let go of what normally holds you out, were almost at the top now, it’s quite calm before it gets stormy, reach the peak, take a peek, ignore your gut instinct to reach hold on and sit back in your seat.  I’m here I’m with you, I’ve survived this ride before, I refuse to miss you, now were a bullet, fired with a purpose, a missile, seeking only what’s worth it, the cup overfillith, it’s OK to spill it, were shrapnel, spreading the sky, we kill it, kill what kills and birth what thrills, cool it, that parachute cord wait don’t pull it, trust me please not just yet, this free fall will get better yet, open your eyes and soul and see where life and death met, feel it the rush, the warm air, the wind, blush, flush against your skin, fear resides the worst part ends, your glad you stuck through it, new friends.  

Now, that cord you forgot about, the one both hands clench to, now, pull it!  Can you see?  All along safety was a front, this protection not necessary, only a want, prolific motion, gliding all the way in, softly we land on the beach of the pacific ocean, humble we win……..and all you can say is……..again and again!