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
frolicking