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As I look out on the traffic filled
Streets I apprehend the spinning
By imagining the road is a conveyer belt
And the cars are in park
And when I get too dizzy
I find myself in the checkout lane
Where the grocery store clerk
Looks at me like I’m crazy
When I tell her these apples
have wheels on them
Have you ever thought about how heavy air is?
The strongest man on earth
Might be able to lift a car
But would throw his back out
Trying to raise the space in between
And that’s what falling feels like
The colors of the trees are changing again
And the leaves have never looked more beautiful
Than when they’re about to die
For they do not resist gravity
The way we do
The way we grasp onto ourselves
So we don’t fall from ourself
I look away from the cars in park at 60 miles an hour
And tell myself that sanity
Is not for the sane
And I feel as open as a door that is locked
When I remember that I cannot walk through myself
And falling is an illusion the leaves are not victim of
So I see myself drifting off of a tree
And instead of trying to lift the air
I let it decide where I land
And when the first blanket of snow
Covers me it does not offer warmth
But I won’t resist the bite
of the bitter cold
For it will only go away
If I return it with benevolence
And see it’s cruelty as a kindness
For the road to hell may be paved
with good intentions
But the elevator to heaven
And the devil does quite a good job at it
Because the conveyer belt
does not look like it’s moving
Without a car parked on top of it
And the car cannot drive without the solidity of the road