close your eyes because
you don't need them to see
the world and know it's coloured
grey white and blue

it's etched into your pupils

face turned skywards
your neck's protesting but it's not
complaining loud enough yet

breathe

spread your arms like wings
your fingertips have become pinions

jump

for a moment, for a breath
escaping through open lips
feel your heartbeat lurch

fly

the reason it's never enough
is the same reason we are
all waiting for the day to come
when we can fly for real

we're waiting for the angel feathers