the river

i like falling into the river

i fall into the emerald green and cold
most awake feeling that
freezes my body into a tiny

human jewel

or myriad jeweled atoms
flickering with abandon at random points

and a feeling too lost to remember comes back
and everything sad is suddenly fleeting
flushing, rushing abundance and

birds, lizards, and fish swim cumulus
in white green and blue light forever
mesmerized by the inevitable
motion of everything

and yet the specifics
are equally available
in this dream

the man with colored tattoos
like cartoons virtually moving
across his arms as the river records them and
beautiful girls

so many beautiful girls
reminding me

that the world is a treasure trove
and everyone breathes the same air
with different voices
and poisons flickering through them and out again

circling like helicopters
it is almost
too much to bear

but then i lie down again
beside the green river

and i remember to breathe
being inside it

and what it feels like to be completely alive
inside the dream

a day makes

if you are awake to it