Slow down

I want to get off

the merry-go-round of adult life

and just be held like a baby

while I drink a warm bottle of milk

and fall peacefully to sleep.

I want to spend my days hearing no words

Letting time slip by

While I observe and marvel

At the little things of life

Like the flickering light from the ceiling fan above me

Like the soft brush of air moving around the house

And thunder speaking loud and clear in an ancient language that everyone knows.

As I drift off to sleep, I hope I have one of those good dreams

Where I can float and fly and swim through the air like a fish

I crouch down and then spring up into the air,

Sailing up as if I were a paper airplane;

Then floating gently back down.

Such springiness seems so natural to me, as if I’ve always been this way –

but something in real life prevents it from being activated

something like gravity.

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