Tuesday, August 7, 2018

You were digging holes into
the sky big enough to slip through
while I lay here in an excavated grave
When you fall up and into the air
does the blood still rush to your ears?
What is the impact when you cannot
dissolve into the ground?
Does your blood thin in the atmosphere?
Do your bones crush against the clouds?
When you fall upwards, do your knees
scrape against the sun?
The pale blue of an earthen halo
into which we fell
fighting the physics of
its reign

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