Well formed are the days
and loose are the tongues that speak
all around me
voices
trying to expel
the fear
I watch traffic
it’s always the same cars that go by
the same people
navigating their minds
trying to find an answer
I can’t explain it
this feeling
of complete aloneness
not when the world is filled
with everything I’ll ever know
I can’t decipher
anything
It just keeps bouncing around in my brain
until
like the moon revealed
from behind a cloud
I stop searching
and everything makes sense
and I have no need to explain anything
At high altitudes
the brain stem can begin to drip
down the spinal cord
I wonder what is rising
from down below
It’s always something
perfect
and beautiful
Is this a sign
from the heavens
this buried truth?
I sometimes want to dance
but haven’t the space for it
or so it seems
I am constantly waking
from a dream
and the moon
is constantly being revealed to me
from behind a cloud
so full
it seems it will blow to smithereens
and my brain
it feels that way too
a tremble in the Earth
so subtle
it can only be felt
by that which has its roots deep
I want to feel it
and know it
that the Earth is adjusting itself
like I am
searching for room
searching for answers
to questions
that can’t be put into words.
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