Biplanes pass above my skull
the sky humming makes the earth null.
August surrounds us like a cloak
inhale to exhale to let it go.
Waves that push and pull you under
The ground that shakes from the roar of thunder.
put my thoughts like a gun to my head, asunder.
Racing, pacing, draining; cold sweat like tears
Smiles and laughter, daydreams & fears.
Growing, owning, rowing on.
Standing firm and being strong.
I dream of clouds all day long.