A Flying Whale

I can barely stand
dreams and wonder pour
they pour and pour out of me like
tide after tide of loud
magnanimous whispers
like a thousand-year-song
still being sung
like an eruption of wings
bursting free from bone

like me
who can barely stand
before this colossal impossibility
like my legs can’t stop shaking
and I think I have forgotten to breathe like

because I am in love
with worlds beyond my own
because I am in love with

because

I

am

in

love.

 

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