every day
the sun rises an hour after i do.
cold water from the icy pipes and a gasp of clarity.
shine brightly, baby, you can do anything you
want, she said to me as we drive through
the pouring rain
she's soft-eyed and still warm from sleep
and i am already energy, like a machine
swim and swim and swim or you'll drown because
you know you can't breathe air.

i can feel my thoughts flow like the passing days.
closer closer and closer i'm falling down into rushing forward
i look back and i am so high up now
but i can't look down anymore, i have to go higher

can i fly too?