November 8, 2009 / 2:17 am
I grasp the underside
Of tomorrow and flip.
Heads up I stay in
Bed, tails I fly to
Mars and back. He
Says calm down.
They all say calm
Down. There is no
Calm in hearts aflame.
No calm for seas
In storm. I press play,
Was there ever a pause?
The drum heart beat
Mimics my own and
I wonder where I went.
What street I wandered.
She used to say time is
A luxury. I run a bath tub
Full of it and float while
Thinking of the subjective
Meaning of the word together.
This time, this space. I've
Said one of these days. I
Hope I mean it but in case
I don't, know this: words typed
Fill my mind to bursting. Eyes
Spy details and record. I soar.
I drift down. A balloon string
Tied to wrist. Don't pull too
Hard. He says calm down.