float? (ramblings number one)

my hand feels light and

frail. gently shaky

hey, dear. i love you.

am i here? where's my eye put on now

under the shelf, in the air?.

in, encapsulated in fear. above you.

i rise 

rising, flesh weighing

me as nothing, but mere intention in foggy truth

eclipse of my action and pull, cut off my hair

eyes

oh, love, how you stare

but my rambling needn't be foolproof

closure is but a fool's proof

of their own mentality

my hand feels light and

frail. gently shaky

stay here, i trust you.

my hand feels light and

frail. heart hazy

greet my, 

my Idol

i embrace my Fatality.