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I am standing still.

The sky swoon

Over my glaring soul.

The moon in angst

Over a lover who fell

On my shoulders.

Everything, pressing

On me to move.

Put the stars back

In their place.

Configure the clouds

Into neat nebulous.

The ground down below

My feet.

Stop spinning.

Ask my head,

Be still darling.

So that I may move

Away from the haze.

With all of my body,


In one collection

Of tremor and rest.

Tell my eyes,

Don’t look down

When you are scared.

Stop shaking.

Plead with the wind,

Swing my hesitating

Hands to halt.

In my heart,

I have always

Been wandering.

How to hold on

To one single moment.

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