Falling

Sigh down into a pile of leaves and let their golden arms cover you
Fall backward onto a mattress with your tangled love
release everything over the edge of the cliff and the pile behind
will be thought a suicide - disappear into fluid

Breathe out - breathe out - there is no lack even in hunger
when you learn how to dine in obscure corners
unknown friends come and smile at you
in places that no one has been before

my Brother is just around the corner
I sense him next to me, or through plexiglass
or on the other side of a Door
can you see the light streaming through the cracks

nothing to clutch, no air whistling past
just descending - expecting impact
when only earth that forever sustains
this fleeting theatre is rising to meet me - a soft landing