Gravity Proof

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Gravity Proof

 

Interestingly enough, I run high in my dreams.

Each step is lighter than the next,

Until the ground offers no argument.

 

Daily actions weigh down my clothes and eyes,

Saddening my flight,

Inducing vertigo,

And compromising my salvation.

 

I fear the power lines as they approach,

Increasingly mechanical.

They are canopy birds of a meat and metal paradise.

Their slashing beaks, and shocking revelations.

 

As I pass into the sky,

I feel the hurriedness of adolescent frustrations.

Coupled with a beige loneliness,

And a need for acceptance,

It births a stoic maturity.

 

Then,

I feel  the sun and I wiggle my toes.

Exciting my cold blood,

I shed my reptilian skin and de-evolve,

With sincere speed,

Until amoeba,

I absorb all karma.