found time...

wander
thick sound of the heat
pours slowly over warm skin
two dark pools open

a walk
swallow the miles
step out on the horizon
and stretch to the sky
.....................................

I need to step out to stir up words...
inside, they scrape against the ceiling
and gather in dark corners
the air becomes too thick
short shallow breaths
blue windows close
I need the sky
an open door
far gazing
outward
inward
life