Future Flora

Static body, roots ever expanding

Underestimated reach

Tapped into a network spanning land, air and sea

Boundaries unfamiliar

Borders even less

I’m almost everywhere

I’m standing in one place

Jaded and Weightless

Howling familiarity

Every day plays out the same

I’ve spent a lifetime transposing pain to page

Dropping deep into myself

The yawning abyss

Inflicting wounds, pressing bruises, then telling what I felt

Hope for anything at all

Looking forward to impact

I’ve lost the thrill of the fall