Write as fast as you can
to escape your memories
waiting for you at the end of this very line
but if there is no line or sign or rhyme
then there’s no reason to end
or to be afraid
like a tightrope walker in the clouds
taking it step by step
knowing nothing
except for the feel of his feet beneath his wire
thinking that this is the feat that leads us all to infinity
that we’ll get to eventually
when we’re patient enough to see
beyond this universe
that rests in the dream of Vishnu and shake your head
and this kaleidoscope sends
changes
and shapes indescribably into the seen and obscene
but these particles remain the same
and here we are
where we said
we’d never be
but as babies
we never conceived of
where we were
and where we would ever be.