falling like flying

longing for another thing
the future is
what it is
no thing
i list like an overloaded ship in rough weather
the winds are pounding me
off course
my
port side is windward
my sails are torn
i list i list
i shudder straining into the froth
my sleep interupted
i dream this storm
i fail to fall or step
my wheels are spinning
i slowly scree in reverse
the water is black
the place unknown
i fall
i fail to fall

i have no fear.