Unfolding before you
the scene.
the future,
and the moment.
Mind racing to grab hold
of the next thing.
Static like a ladder rung,
or crumbling like a cliff face.
Going up or going down,
movement is inevitable.
Feel
the sensation
of rising,
of falling.
Straight elation.
doom and peril.
There is no existence here
without consequences
over time.
Rise and fall
like the tide,
or your chest
as you sleep,
as you breathe,
as I watch you dream.
Praying you wake,
reach out
and seize the day.
To get even a touch of it
is destiny.
To steal a taste
is heresy.
Devouring possibility
feeds your curiosity.
No one ever told you
that you
were a plane jumper.
Moving through worlds
on whatever level
you perceived.
A player,
not an NPC.
Do you believe
the future will unfold
just for you?
Is such a thing
even possible?
Nothing has ever been
off limits to you.
DJR – 2023
