an object
in motion
needs to stay
in motion
a machine
revving
for so long
might even
rev longer
if left to rev
rather than
stopped to rest
a fire
must burn
its fuel
to survive
it cannot
stop consuming
more fuel
nor can it
conserve the fuel
it already has
it must burn
until all
is burnt
because that is
what it is
for a fire
to be
how deep
dare you go
into the alley
deeper
into the middle
the way out
is farthest
from either side
things fall that i fumble with losing touch with reality in the particular ways that physical matter requires to interact such that it does not make complete sense to me why a coffee cup should stand still on an even table and slide in a slant so i’m cautious about putting anything down anywhere and walk carefully like a man on stilts quickly to each light pole holding on like the world might tip upside down at any moment
my hands
often hold
the reminder
that we are real
as i stare at
my open palm
and fingers
stretched wide
turning my hand
over in the light
exclaiming silently
at space
in general
to even exist
and more specifically
as something
i can see
and even more
as something
i am part of
and can affect
with a body
to which
these hands belong
everything rendered
into this form
at one point
or another
needing a base
to return to
after such varied
newness
and shape shifting
needing now
to return again
so only sometimes
several waking hours
when spent as if
time won’t pass so fast
and really left
to look deep down
into what’s always there
but often glossed over
in favor of other space
made important
by limited time
in the meantime
meeting moments
that come and go
casually, often
enough so that
most space
has a great indifference
to the time
that washes over
the space that i’m in
seems more open
like i’ve only just realized
the bubble outside of
what is sometimes
called “personal space”
and am now
in this moment
a little more aware of
space at large
into a cerebral space regardless of what the senses say where a thought can start itself like a fire without fuel telling stories with pieces from different puzzles and letting a close eyed wanderer leave the necessary time and place of a body into a directionless mind travel that starts and sustains itself even dreaming when the body rests