I'm a catapult of
empty melodies
forcing my tune home
in a broken crescendo.
A whirling
twirling
mindless mess
grinding to a halt…
But the fall was so so so so so long
That I almost mistook the feeling
as Normality.
I didn't want to crash, 'though
burning's fine.
(No, the mindlessness, the emptiness
… falling was pure bliss.)

I remind myself of a movie;
helicopter goes up in flames
a spinning, sinning
beautiful explosion of debris.

so confused
hit terminal velocity
with nowhere left to go.