10:32 a.m. - 2004-04-25
flight
I stretch muscles I never remember having, extending my body low and smooth, reaching across meaningless distances in a strange, seductive flow.
the road rises up to meet me, clear and wide and sweet and fast,
and every fear i ever had and every hurt i ever felt just melt away until there's nothing left before me but a temple and a dog.
when my wings burst through the flesh of my shoulders, every hair on my body stands on end and a cold wave washes over my scalp but it would be worth anything to know the freedom of flight again.
sometimes I wish I didn't remember my dreams, and sometimes all I want is to drop back into them again until there is no other truth but that one.
