We’ve hit the stretch of the Alabama summer and my creativity has been forced to take a back seat to real-world considerations. Plus, I haven’t found a lot of art-stuff happening in Birmingham that I’m dying to go to. Here’s something to hold me over ’til a meal with bigger portions:
Float Away
I once painted
My idea of space:
Pinpoint stars
On a black canvas.
If you believe in
An infinite universe
With endless lights,
It’s no big leap
That there has to be,
Somewhere,
A place
You might float to
And see the exact view
I created.
But if you can’t commit
To ‘verses with
No boundaries,
The screaming improbability of
Our own view,
Is equally boggling.
Some ordinary days
Make me want to
Float somewhere and scream.