3.
There was a time
when i could just muscle through
keep moving forward
falling down in the right direction
without thinking about anything
reacting to the foreign energy
shaping my dimensions
lose control and not caring
flowing into dead ends
that didn’t kill me
and didn't end
i remember the white-knuckle
carnival ride through the storms
waiting for the next roller coaster
defying gravity
but expecting to be in freefall
any time now