Free Fall in Black
By Matt Vossler
Tis the night wince I hit the them
Sink or swim as it were
Hit again, once again
Giving up, one more try
Come death, come high water
Death approaching, Death most welcome
Speeding forward, salt ‘a whipping
Near the end now, going black
But what? Pain’s ‘a sprouting
Pulling backwards, pulling up
Over banks, night’s ‘a rushing
Something green, something new
Saving freedom, saving grace
Falling, Rolling, floating, speeding
Wings of freedom, wings at last!
Re-run
By Matt Vossler
In the night, of the astral
Sleepy traveler, once again
Same old haunts, same old time
Getting weary, getting lame
Why the same? Need new game
Find the thread, path of life
Tis it death, shall we see?
Going through now, let it be
Sifting, sliding, speeding, gliding
Hours, days, dark and light
Spirals, falling, getting dizzy
Will there be an end in sight?
Gone the distance, gone the world
Feeling helpless, not disturbed
Not disturbed finds my feet
New land found for my treat
Sinking feet, sinking heart
No not this, at the start
Gone to death, gone forever
No more air, all is hot
Ending, ending, no beginning
Will this be my final thought?
Feet are touched now, knees are buckled
Pushing upward, under structure
Alien world, sight to see
Alien right now, under me
Pushed me out to then swallow
No time left, not to wallow
Grab the thread, find the light
Travel fast, out of sight
Speed, Spin, fly
Planets zip, zipping by
Got to get back, no more roam
Where to go now, wanting home
Then I hear it, sound familiar
TV signal, old re-run
Magic voice, sounds I won
Dream of Jeannie
I am Done
