This is Chaos

Alex.Fitch

Immersed in the nothingness of a dream
I fall impatiently
To a ground that never appears
Though the horizon shortens
Until caught hy a breeze
Born upon the wings of butterflies
And tossed slowly about
In a storm of molasses
That lands me with a silent crash
On broken rock

There
Pinned down by my own weight
Unable to move
I stare
Wishfully
At the empty sky I was so ready to leave
And laugh
As tears roll off my cheeks

 

Image by Alex Fitch

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