we are being pulled into the earth
that’s the feeling that presses
like a lead strait jacket wrapped
tight and tied in knots around our waists
this is how things are bound to happen
when you’re born at 10,000 feet
and plummet to ground like a whale
or an unaware but joyful potted petunia

we are blazing meteors
falling like lightning from heaven
to the darker kingdom
where we would rather rule
than serve anywhere else
happy little demons
whose wings have been broken
tumbling and freewheeling
into darkness