5.6.17

Dubai

Power cables sneaking through sprawling concrete monoliths
Airplanes fall through the gaps
Neon lights of the malls beckon with a million dreams
False illusions built on a sea of black gold

Blow

Still or flickering pictures

Sometimes touch my mind

Sometimes purely friction

Sometimes back in time

Always bittersweet

Always wanting more

But here is now

It's all I'll have

My self, my hands,

And my fantasies

So blow.

Soar

The wind
Caresses my body
Playing
Buffeting
This way and that

Finally free
My mind races
Clarity
Faster than
Conscious thought

A brief moment
Of exhilaration
Before gravity
And mass
Kick in

Spiralling
But briefly
Touching infinity
A leap
Of faith
And I soar.