Morning

 

Morning

 

that brief second

before thought arrives

breathing between worlds

suspended

 

not asleep

not awake

not asleep

not awake

 

just me,

before thought

before gravity

wrapped in white sheet clouds

still floating around me like

dream worlds

a thousand tiny fireflies

 

then the waking grabs me

then gravity catches

then the tiny tugs

of a thousand

balloon strings

tie me

back down to

earth

 

 © 2016 Kat Shamash (July 24, 2016)