I’d skate into a blizzard if it meant slowing down.
Drive thru,
just a blizzard,
cool me off for a while.

I’d swim onto a highway if it meant moving time.
Shed thought
on the highway,
bring me here for a while.

Made-up stories in my mind
about things I have no idea about.
These old tales aren’t organized up there
and I don’t know how much to care.

Balcony, stirring me, night.
This quiet breathes creative.
We’ll go wherever we take us.

I’d drop out of a sunrise if it meant finding still.
Fade in
like a sunrise,
let me bloom for a while.

I’d run off of a rainbow if it meant touching ground.
Show up
like a rainbow,
slow me down for a while.