The Collision ~ Poem Day
January 22, 2012 § Leave a comment
And it’s like I’m falling.
Like my feet have slipped out from the front of my body,
like I’m sliding on my black,
or maybe shooting through the sky,
my hair all around me–above me,
mixing with the clouds, the birds, the atmosphere.
And I think:
I don’t mind falling.
I dont mind the feelings.
But I’m a bit scarred for the collision.