By: Keithayonna Davis
I’m blind here.
Yet eye see.
There’s a rhythm
Pulsating,
Vibrating,
Lifting me higher.
Up
Up.
If I think high
I go high.
Think low
Go low.
I choose.
Every choice takes me past dimensions.
I fear I won’t come back.
So I drop.
Ground.
Feel again.
My hands,
Feet,
Eyes open.
I know what it’s like outside of here.
All this.
Only life can keep me from it.
It clicks.
Dawns on me.
I can’t live forever.
I choose.
Enjoy life.
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