Wanderer's pond

Feet swing from the knees

Dangling from the fishing dock.



Cast a line

Into the dark water

Where stars swim.



Toes dip into speckled quietude

An ecosystem of breathless relief.



Sideways glance

Toward the pond floor

Where daylight dies.



Look but don’t jump, dear.

Home for now is solid ground.

City of Ants

can you see it? 

all of reality in one swift blow,

your life before your eyes.

can you feel it?

the weight of eternity 

and the helium nothingness. 

watch meaningless moments

flash backwards.

underwater smalltalk 

bubbles and swells

from fuzzy peripherals,

just grey noise. 

cotton candy lights

glow beneath your feet.

keep your toes above ground,

careful not to disturb

the city of ants

bustling and buzzing 

with somewhere

and something

to be.

breathe in the absent atmosphere,

all you can sip.

quickly now,

before gravity remembers 

your hollow bones

and sends you flaming
back to the land of the living.