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Entry #44. 6:12pm, June 6, 2002

"Falling"

I am incapacitated.
I cannot move, poised on the pinprick of a moment, of a poem.
It feels like years, like a lifetime, since I felt this.
But I have never felt this way before.
Ever.

The earth rumbles
no, that was my soul
and the hide and seek of the stars
ever hidden from my eyes...

I can't hold on to anything
my hands are trembling
I actually am trembling
and I can't believe the world today,
I can't believe today is happening...

Thunder and music ring in my ears,
louder and louder,
with no source but the changing of the moon
the movement of the stars
the wind in her hair,
in my hair, too.

I center on this moment because the past is impossible
in the light of now.
Words strike like matches, each a gentle push to my soul
breaking into flame,
and again the world shudders...
Titans walk, the sky falls, everything is upside down.

Everything.

Where am I going to land?



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6:22pm, June 6, 2002.