Gravity

 

 

there is a weight in my heart –

 

and it’s making it hard to pull off

my body

from yours,

from this bed,

from this continent,

from this revelation

of gravity.

 

there is a weight in my heart,

and there is a pressing, conscious fantasy

to fly to the moon

where everything

 

is one-sixth its weight

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s