I have wanted this

for so long.

ALL ALONG.

 

I didn’t know yet

What I was looking for

I only knew to look.

 

To hear—not just words, 

But vibrations,

Gentle shaking.

 

Dislodged detritus 

Snowglobes

Around me

 

I stand, 

Fixed.

TRANSFIXED.

 

Flakes at my feet,

On my nose,

At fingertips.

 

ON THIS PAGE. 

 

This magic 

That I make

Makes everything.

 

I LET IT LAND.