Unfolding

Unfolding

When someone asks you to

hold their hand and

jump -- make sure you're holding

onto something firm on the

other side, so that when

you split apart, at least --

you will do so evenly

like little pieces of sticky silly

string stick fascia that prevents

me from folding deep into the

twists and binds

I've tried so hard to grow

longer and think before I settle

but then

you are able to Spread me out

across the axis, the stars, the channels

So I begin to forget, before I know it

joints pop out of places, the sacred structure

spasms at the slightest touch and I am forced

to place my hands on my belly to

find my breath

when I drop back into

the universe for the thousandth

time, you would think I have some

idea of where I am going

but sometimes I just forget to breath

but sometimes I forget that I even

have a head - that

is the only way I am able to stand back up

the only way I can gather myself

zipper myself back vertebrae by vertebrae

every day, I must bring water

to the pool so that I am reminded

when I jump then split apart

there is always more water