Mike
Grill
Nest
Why do I feel that heavy dullness?
Because of that last cigarette
The one I didn't want to smoke
But finished
My mind slips through those floorboards
Floats out of this room, through the ceiling.
I can enter the air
I can escape in this moment,
Knowing I will return.
Knowing I will fall back to earth,
Landing where I left.
And then it comes back.
The cycle lifts off,
The air takes me again
Lifts me into the night sky
And I can rest here for a while
The sky holds me
In a cold blue womb
A collage of light
The bird's nest,
crawling back into an eggshell.
Water pipe umbilical cord
Feeds me all I need
This is where I belong
Inside the blue nest of clouds.
I can finally sleep
For the first time in my life
I am free
Free from the womb
I have built my own nest
This is where I will live
Inside this fold of sky I have found.