squeeze your heart into the spaces between buildings.

empty into the air, breathe out future and warning.  I rest myself into fog and into mud, arms and legs touching walls.  I'm claustrophobic, but I want to nestle into a tall narrow space with no thoughts and no emotions. 

tighten your heart like a corkscrew.  try to let your muscles fill the air around you, let them beam radiance and thought into the air.  there's so much space in the world. 


try to have weight.  I let happy and sad settle into my hips.  I curl up, I sink further into the quiet impossible spring.  it touches my skin, it covers my eyes.

I dive into the water.  Once submersed, I cannot think.