I dream of falling.
I’m greedy for weightlessness,
Even if it is just for a second.
I dream of stepping off of places so high
They tower over you.
I want to look down and see
How the sunsets see us-
Tiny blobs of something
That does not resemble us.
To take a step and experience
All of that bright blue sky.
To feel the air beneath the feet
The feet riding all of that air.
Feet so jealous of lungs
For getting to do this all the time.
I want to fall, with all of my heart.
To feel the heart drop to the stomach
As I jump out of the airplane,
Try to meet the earth;
Try to clutch at all the nothingness.
It must be clarifying
That
big
of
a
NOTHING.
-A.G.
