At the bottom. Old news. Dead. Nothing but deflated. Now I’m no one. the sneering planes. the disdainful clouds, the sarcastic stars, The mocking planets Past the laughing heavens. I’m falling now. POP. It backfires. Everything. Every ***** trick. Every lie. I use everything I have to get up there. I struggle. Higher. Higher. Higher. I need to go Yet, I’m not satisfied. The imperfect heavens. The shoddy planets. The second-rate stars. The mediocre clouds. Beyond the substandard planes. I’m at the top. To dwell in the shining heavens. To greet the egotistical planets. To outshine the fading stars. to test the pressure of the atmosphere. my greedy desire, I must fulfill my need, Higher than any cloud has ever reached. height. To float higher than height. in a competition of To beat each plane than to go higher. Nothing else matters Higher. Higher. Higher. I’m floating now. Freedom. I grab the chance to get out. releases its grip. It gets distracted and some cruel being. Chained to the ground by the claws of At the bottom.