There is a high desert cliff, off somewhere inside of me
where you live, and at odd moments
I fall off of it backwards, slowly
that old eery feeling again
like being in a dream
and sliding back down some vertical slope
in an automobile, all the forward momentum gone,
wondering how the tires can keep clinging like magnets
to nothing that's real-
only wet grass and noisy gravel.
Expecting any minute that gravity will give up
and I will begin to tumble end over end,
to the bottom, crushed by the weight
of what I was foolishly attempting,
or else lose consciousness completely
of where and what I was doing, just before
Insensible that it was you again, in my thoughts
my attention somewhere indefinable, intangible;
just some phantom in space, gliding seamlessly
while searching thoroughly all the empty rooms, the echoing canyons,
like ghosts can only be found in the present,
but can only think in the past
and have to catch up with themselves in time again, somehow.
Like looking for the only spot that feels remotely like home
and always finding it was you there,
waiting for me in some awkward, airless moment,
awkward because it could never be anticipated;
suddenly a half-turn of the clocks gear,
the pendulum slows,
the spokes of the wheel stabbed into stillness,
and it swims up then, haltingly, wavering, before gradually solidifying-
miracle, dream, or mystery:
You become a secret wormhole in space, or a travertine grotto
with the tiniest of openings,
through which you are occasionally spotted
moving about arcanely,
sound-proofed by your other existence,
but still intact, to the eyes;
a rudimentary wholeness, before you turn opaque again-
all that is ever allowed-
but somehow enough food
for another night's dream.
insightfully, i didn't think u could actually improve(cuz u don 't have to) but to me it seems u have
This, Yyoung missy, is truly impressive...When you're good, you're good as they say and again you prove it! ~FjR~
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While wandering about a few parallel universe's I was ready for a cup of cactus coffee and happened to see Travertine Grotto on the high desert region of my ventures. I stoped and took a sip and it wasn't long and I drifted off into ventures undescribeable and delicious. I did finally have to leave. But it is a great grotto to visit for a while