One

The sound of words surrounded a withered body

closed off the space between the body and air

breathing through them; there was the key to that one door

that door that hadn't shown itself in years

grasping the handle, she slithered forward

into the stars and hidden sunshine

"Cover me in real air", she begged.

rocks smiled back without a sound

several days had passed but they felt all one:

one effort, one feeling.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Michael G. Smith]

I notice a running theme in many of your poems like this one of almost an out of body experience. I'm wondering if you often feel like I do as born out in the wrong time, an anemic time traveler or perhaps just a minute degree out of sync with the universe?

[Nyu]

Well for me its more shifts awareness to life and when they do change I feel as if some are dead and some are more alive then others. But no I have never felt of another time, just sometimes not there at all, not anywhere. That is very interesting though that you feel in touch with other times...or displaced. For me it is how much I am there or not there.

[Michael G. Smith]

Quantum physics state our atoms are in constant movement as atoms are always in revolving around a nucleus meaning we are never truly in one place ever.

[Nyu]

wow that's interesting @_@

[Eden Falls]

You believe this to be funny? I find it so...crispy true. =D

[Nyu]

just when i read it in my voice to liana in math class! but thank you so much xD