Between the Skyscrapers

undulating


I sit up to what I think is straight
draped in patterns from the 80s
take that any way you like
I enter the forest
through the canopy
a raw session
where hope still springs
a taste of red licorice
a darkening sky
the stars have their turn
is this peace?
no more dizzying disease?
the simplicity of moving
I reach out to feel
a collage of nightclubs
wanting to settle a score
I sink lower now
there is drama here on the forest floor
but I build my temple
to not go astray
my inner world is immeasurable
far beyond the daily procession
electrical bolts shoot like tree branches
the odds were just an illusion
I repeat this several times
emotions here are monoliths
I walk among them as a visitor
but the storm continues to threaten
I hold tight to my shield
what is to be found in running away?
these paths will all converge someday
I recently saw an electric eel
maybe it saw me too
and didn’t know how to feel
I try to get closer only
the structure is organic
undulating like life
growing toughness, growing skin
oh, imagine if I could float away
and not have to think of anything else to say

~

2025