feet on the earth

once again i have fallen from the heights. like the flaming bit of space rock that gets eaten on entry to the atmosphere. but i am still in one piece; not even the smell of char.

not even words can move the gray that surrounds me. it isn't stifling though. it is my old confidante, back to wrap cool arms around me and swaddle me in nothingness.

old wordless songs of quiet despair. i am a child again, being rocked to sleep.