Rabbit like. At first eyes wide, alert —
Ears feel aloft, but not
you come unwound.
Back and forth with
Thoughts emptying, you’re mumbling.
Lights blinding. Limbs twitching to the music you’ve only just found you were hiding.
Hip hop? Not yet.
How high did you say?
Don’t stop. What? I was saying
Lucky foot, you know that you can’t easily hop now.
Gone west and eyes dulling,
Wait. Did you..?
I’m sure that I said that line out loud already.
It’s much less than steady while trying
But trying and floating while all else
Is rushing. The ground
Like a cushion. Can’t walk to the kitchen for nothing. For something.
The tunnel is widening as
You keep forgetting
And rubbing your foot.
Alice said it was lucky. That time she
deep in the hole
In the world where you’re laying.