Dream
dream landscape fantastic with craggy bluffs and
palefoam sky as wide and high as
the bluegreen lake was wide and deep
and backdrop mountains unrealistic
the bluffs behind us too jagged-perfect
and so much air,
so much air between it all
there we were, four pretty little girls
all in a row, along the cliff’s edge
all in a row, black & cream-striped Edwardian
(petticoats & parasols, hoopskirts & hats)
we were fixing just fixing to jump
spectators & tourists below would take photos
that was the game and that was the plan
our troupe was paid handsomely for such performances
unnecessarily for we’d do it anyway
we were itching just itching to jump
and so and so and so we jumped
into the wide high palefoam sky
behind us mountains unrealistic
below us the wide deep bluegreen lake
her murky depths stretching & swelling
and so much air
so much air
so much air between it all
it felt like flying
it was falling
my petticoat ballooning
a crazy parachuting
we were thrilled by the buffeting of the wind
I was thrilled, but then the dream rippled
my parasol flipped inside-out
and I was falling too far away
outside of the wide deep bluegreen borders
I kept hoping just hoping to wake
and so and so and so I fell
it felt like flying, cameras were flashing
the land growing larger as it came up to meet me
and for all of the itching & thrilling & jumping
the ultimate price to be paid
and there was so much air
so much air
too much air between it all
