Morning breaks easy
Not a sound to distract
Slip soft out of slumber
Shake thoughts from my mind
I look to blank ceiling
Off white blank pristine
Light and shadow convergence
I’m reaching through silent spaces
Expecting smooth sailing
Expecting to fly
Look up, you said
sky is changing
Causeway deserted
signal bird calls
This way,
higher.
I am tree
subtle desert alien
awaiting signal from
cloud base
I am warm blood
vague invisible
standing petrified
among you.
I dreamed last night
of flying
advancing
over clouds
a passenger
directed
but it was I
alone
there in the pilot’s seat
in full flight
control
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