Falling - Dirge

Falling along cloudy walls

A dizzy dive through hazy fumes

Along the perfect body

Of dreamless clean white sheets

Falling like breaking adrift

Going with the tide where mortals can’t swim

Along the perfect forms

Of empty peaceful shores

Falling from pedestal

From domain of searing hours

Falling down slippery stairs

Into the lush nothingness

I hear from this cavity

The world screaming without me

And I’m falling, falling

Deep down inside of me