the world can turn upside down
faster than a jugglers twist
and everything you were certain
you didn't know
becomes,
shoving
sometimes violently
all of the old certainties
some from such a long way back
over mountains,
7000 foot peaks
even from before the road began
as a foot path through the grass
some things so certain
they seemed to be the road itself
up in flames
seen surely for what they were
once under the light
of a burning heart.
just things
just tools
for a moment
not the way
not company
only there
materialized
for an instant
to pry through the barbed wire fence
we put up
encircled
to protect the very means of escape
Houdini
at least a hack job anyhow.
now we're loose,
who knows what where when
I will be seen again.
tearing down roads
breakneck
full tilt
tearing down fences.
I can feel the possibilities
in the hole in my gut
where they sat
all along.