tightwire

stagger
drop
dip
twist

you ask me how you've heard and where the tomb holds it's memory
steady now
i'll show you while in motion

basement meetings
long-held greetings
overly waiting
hunger and taking

step

fawn and duck

inhale and hold

shake

fits of fury
glass and stains
anger wells up in hurting tears

breathe

sitting in the sky
mountain and cloud
a home for dreamers

step

screeching halt
tightened jaws
screaming

breathe

do you think?
could it be?
can we make?
yes. you. alone.

step

laughter
silence

breathe

laughtersilence
weeping

step

laughtersilenceweeping

step

hold

exhale

the knees bend akimbo toes clutching around nothing

hold

eyes shift right pulling vision down
nose follows

wait for it

forehead drifts off over collarbone
takes spine with it
trailing
a kite tail

soon

left shoulder crosses hip
inhale and hold
push down

exhale
push out
accelerate

i see my ankles in front of the tree tops and close my eyes

she came to me as a phantom. an image away and unclear shimmering. i resolved to resolve and she came clear for the first time and then rippled quickly into darkness. she haunted me for days, weeks... appearing left and right, in front of me and behind, finally settling down for my inquiries. it was a touch and go thing. a wandering search. trial and error of finding the dead ends and meeting again to try and try. at some point, we died and our frequencies came in very close proximity. we drifted together for centuries testing everything we came across. i remember the shafts of light, the terrors of choice, the wondering and calm, and the fire of wrenching away. tentatively (yeah, remember that it was always tentatively), we sat together in darkness and floated above our corpse and dissolved into nothing.


inhale