I Am Flying

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Today I’m flying.
Today I’m rising.

But not exactly in a way one might think. I mean I am high but not rising like rising from the ashes. My ashes aren’t rising, but they are soaring in the sky today and I’m flying. I’m suspended in space but spiraling out of control at the same time.

I am ascending myself. There is something in the air. I mean what’s happening?
Fuck. I. Am. Flying.

I ebb and flow between waves. I crash and stay. Fuck. I. Am. Falling.
Oh wait, I’m falling ! Am I falling?
Ah no, that was just a surge before sky rocketing!

I’m sitting on clouds sipping on some moonshine. Chilling!

Something’s wrong. Wait what’s wrong. Nothing’s wrong. Everything’s so right it feels wrong. My heart? Fuck. Oh now I know why I’m flying!

Today I’ll just zip and whiz and whisk.
Shoot and sail and dive.
I flip and hop and hover.

Fuck. I. Am. Flying.

(This is by far the most fun thing I’ve ever written. Even I don’t understand what it means. What do you guys think? 😀

P.S I promise I wasn’t high while writing this…At least not that way 😉 😀 )