beginning descent
after all it is not possible
under shadowy clouds I fly motionless
my nostrils fill with heat
the sun never felt closer
I approach it as an equal
long veins run through the belly of
the translucent glittering strip that is a river
the horizon has melted it all blurs together like
ink running on a page
we are after all on the same level and
circles and squares interlock so neatly
someone lives there
pain soaks into my forehead pounding
as my lungs slowly empty then fill
I am watching the wings I am falling asleep I am
forced to be still as the
small frozen worlds below me
fall; after all