asynchronous

 
 
I stood at the edge of the point between time periods
I hung in the airless air like a breath in a lung.  
And looked down at nothing nothing  
The light fell and sunk its teeth into the meat of the fabric
I quelled a rebellion of an intrinsic stomach
Kite flying fanatics on planet quarz
Insisting you can make something of something
Aerial alchemy, aquifers and acolytes
Kissing byte sized bites
Fickle pickled vegetarians zero calorie administration  
Of prescription magnification
Eyes light up when they sty
Walk faster to try dying
As the excitement of paint drying
Keeps me up at flight