On this torturous ride
with all the random signs
that point to something scary

To the one who is deaf:

The circle is not perfect
twists and turns
keeps going down

Sluggish feet
sigh in relief
feeling the edge

legs shaking
head turning
eyes wide shut
shower in the darkness

Voices of anguish
wrestle in sweat
the dominant whisper
sings from the bottom
Jump ...  Jump ...

Body leans forward
seeking terminal pleasure
of a weightless moment
JUMP!

I divorced words
and with them
all I once loved
left behind

Riding an elevator
with a young Asian girl,
she looks so happy.
So I ask her.
"I found a good Korean restaurant today."

When that moment arrived
there was no thunder
Neither lightning, nor a storm

She approached me
just as an ordinary moment
and knelt beside me

I would not notice her
but for her careless touch
on my shoulder

Light as a feather, I
was carried away
by the reflection of morning sun
off those leaves soaked
in the morning dew

And I found you ...