sometimes when i blink my eyes
i imagine i'll be taken by surprise when they open
attached to a needle and woven through the earth
and in a moment i'd cross an ocean of a distance
to find myself balancing on one foot
soot dusted face
from moving through space and time so
spontaneously
balancing on the edge of a cliff
a balance beam
ready to dive in hold the scream down and breathe

deep breaths
sleeping
no not in bed
or in death
but sleeping while awake
dreaming while standing
closing my eyes and getting wisked away by reality
in only a way a dream has the right to move me so fluidly