I am hurtling through the universe,
At a million miles an hour.
30 kilometers every second.
(I googled it).
And I’m not in control.
I know that, but
I feel okay, okay on this roller coaster
with its faulty harness
and its loosening screws
The dark clouds overhead are threatening to
electrify the metal track
and throw us into a darkness.
But, I think I can keep up with its
twists and stomach
In fact, I begin to
My hand brushes a blossom tree
as we pass
at 30km a second and
Pastel blue skies race by, above.
I look to the sides, ahead, behind
Everybody I love,
-strangers I will love-
They are screaming
The jelly in my legs turns to strength.
A faulty harness is
When you have strong legs to ground you.
And the only falling I am doing
a gentle falling, into myself. And,
into a soft mattress
surrounded by warm, freshly cleaned sheets
It envelopes me.