The illusion is the hinged bubble
expanding over your head. Step through
its glowing portals. Disoriented
is the invitation I accept. I join you
inside the over-simplistic sphere. The paneless
windows force a frame around our waning
connection. The moon strobes
its light over this swallowed scene. Our hands
reach for the same off-side corners,
and everything clicks. In resolution,
we revolve. Inside. As the dizziness collapses
back into the commonality of our kiss.
I found a door.
The door.
But I blinked.
And I lost my grip.
On its handle.
Now it’s gone.
Or I am.
Closed.
To anything.
But the solid idea
of the black.
It is dark in hell.
And I am hot.
But steam is not light.
It weighs more on this night
that I am shaking.
Trying to lose my eyes.
Before the ceiling drops.
Me.
Though I am already falling.
Though I have already fallen.
My penance
is the panic.
Not the flight.
I don’t care for sleep.
The peace is too deep.
The darkness
too complete.
The perfect place to forget.
Sounds like gold.
I know.
But the lining is lead.
Melting in the sun.
And dragging us back
to the chaos of breath.
Cruel. Recurring. Death.
I defy its delight.
And remain awake.
Night.
After night.
After night.
I do not know
why the world was designed
without me.
Why my presence here
has no substance.
No form.
No meaning.
I am the embodiment of misunderstanding.
Confusion.
Walking around.
Dragging chaos behind me.
Like a shadow.
Built to trip the angels of reality.
The belongs.
They must suffer my time here
as I have.
Silent.
And blind
to the pain.
A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida. She has previously published six collections of poetry all available on Amazon.com. She has also published her work in numerous national and international literary journals. Most recently, she has accepted the position as editor for four online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press ( www.kindofahurricanepress.com ).
Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000191382454 and https://twitter.com/#!/poetess222.
ISSUE:
W I N T E R
2012
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