Tagged: insecure

i am not secure –

i am not secure –
when you are halfway across
the world, everything

moves speedlessly, and i am
still looking for the pause button

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: everything

on departures and

we are all at once

we are all at once
secure and insecure
about the space
between us –
with no agreed upon
unit of measurement,
we have to
negotiate every
vibration, adapt
to each curve,
swallow words
in different
combinations and feel
the push and pull
of acceleration
with a new gravity