Sky, Inspire Me

Lasso around a cloud

makes a balloon – and string

held by an animal

 

Over the shoulder carry

a dream found, captured.

My dream is not a slave.

 

Parading around town.

Navy blue sports jacket

Jeans the color of bats

 

Bare feet connect my dream

to concrete plan, concrete.

I’m just the medium.

 

Now, once upon a night

I thought ambitious thoughts.

I went to the garage

and found what I had sought

 

I spun it over head –

spun like propellers, fast.

Blue bike popped a wheelie,

caught meaning as it passed

 

Nights long, fasting – feasting

on quick ruminations,

the things that make blueprints.

Write while weight is erasing

 

Drift ever so lightly, heels scrape the ground

Carried by my comrades – I love you guys

Rising. Rising.  I weigh nearly no pounds

Take off for good with propulsion of sigh

 

My dreams, you see…are attached to me

My neck is where they latched on to…breath (?)

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