i see a deeper glossy black at night with dust particles boulders
and whatnot.

i can breathe knowing that there is a light i can still find in this
dark room.

one day a flower should appear and send me off
to oblivion.

an hour’s sleep was all it took to
write this.

one more slip and i will
be okay.

the words come from upon High and spread
down Low.

i will reach for the bottom with
both hands.

i will touch the ground
there.

i will sink
helplessly.

i will fall
down.

i will groan and
sigh.

i will match you by
your name.

touch your
skin.

feel your
throat.

see your
hair.

i will die once
more.

the wind will pick up speed to carry
me off.

i will set
sail.

i will gain ground and mark
the air.

feel the
fire.

hear the
earth.

and watch the
Sun.

the sky will tremble and shake when i come near it---i will see through it to the next layer and beyond.

i will rest my body and bones at night on
the Surface.

i will say
stories.

i will link
words.

i will choose
sentences.

and provide
punctuation.

it will fill the
Sky.

my sleep will be
unnoticed.

my words will be tempered
by rain.

i will sign the end and drop
a line.

it will come.

it will come.

it will come.

it will last.

it will be i to see what
i saw.

it will be i to befriend
the one.

it will be i to dance
this tune.

share this note write this letter mark
this page.

it will be i once
more.

Again.

again and
again.

but never
Again.

i will sing too so
to speak.

and
March.

those days these days and all days i know i
am from.

all days carry me see me
be me.

they are many sordid and
sane.

i
rememeber.

i have
been.

i have
lost.

i have taken until i
give back.

i wrote
this.

i saw the pages
turn.

i watched the sky
break.

i saw the
Sea.

i moved the mountain to
the side.

i
walked.

i
rode.

i
went.

there is no in or out back and forth sideways under---there is a crazy path---a lasting instant---a minute meaning.

it goes on---it says so---it
tells why.

this is the story this is the sky this is
the Day.

it wont stop.

it wont stay.

it wont win.

one more try one more time one more sigh before the wind ends and the words Stop.

there is a
formation.

there is a
Road.

there is a
Rock.

there is a
Ground.

there is a
Light.

there is there
is.

the goal is there the end is here---the time has become the moment
has passed.

on and on and
On.

i will reach again---look further---and
dig in.

i will select choose carry
and walk.

i mean the Day is still here---the night too---
not yet.

not
yet.

a purple hue---a lit Sky---a lone cloud---a beautiful storm---a lasting moment and a final page.

say it
Again!