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FLYING

    FLYING

I was flying last night

flying a 100 miles an hour
body draped in Valentine’s Day red

Racing lights and
white street dashes
melodies of Cleopatra
taking me to new heights

I was out of my body
and in someone else’s

Hair loose
hollow thoughts
lost in a moment
cruising the night sky
on imaginary lights

Breaking currents
Of electric white
Crushing the shore
in a moonlight glare

Laying
on the edge of a cliff
in a stare down
with the ocean floor

Body numb
taken a-breeze
by the night.

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