{"id":1172,"date":"2018-03-07T13:27:10","date_gmt":"2018-03-07T19:27:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=1172"},"modified":"2018-03-07T13:27:10","modified_gmt":"2018-03-07T19:27:10","slug":"one-giant-failing-leap","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2018\/03\/07\/one-giant-failing-leap\/","title":{"rendered":"One Giant Failing Leap"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’m jumping off a long high rise into a cauldron of space
\nsmashing my head into a glass window
\nfull of tiny porcupine needles to feel the thrill in it all
\nThis is what it feels like to go into a hyperactive shock
\nJumping and moving and telling everything
\nall with shaky hands and twitchy fingers
\ntie me to an airplane and send me to the moon and back
\nand I would bow at your feet like a dog
\nThis is what it feels to be already gone
\nthree miles down the road
\npraying for a truck to zoom its way into my body
\nSo I could catch it with my ballerina’s feet
\nand kick it into oblivion
\nlike myself
\ninto a place so deep and down that my bubble pops
\nand I\u2019m lost in a moving nothingness
\nthat consumes my skin like a parasite
\nstarving for its next meal
\nWhen I\u2019m all gone
\nbut still present in every single last thing
\nthat decides to wink
\nand show their Cheshire’s teeth
\nat a wife pricked with nerves and booze
\nwhile her husband stands two feet away
\nlooking at the produce aisle as if it was his last meal
\nGrowling to get to apples
\nripe and plump and young
\nMuch nicer than the saggy pears decomposing with age
\nI’d settle for floating again to nothing
\nas my crazy leg bounds across the table
\nlike a jackhammer set on high
\nAnd that shoulder pain
\npinching my testy nerves
\nand my flapping tongue
\nand my roaming eyes
\nalways roaming
\nthey never stop to take a rest
\nwhat for?
\nlet me be that roller coaster
\nforever in loop
\nDizzy spinning youths
\nuntil they throw up from too much regret
\nuntil it comes crashing down in some magnificent explosion
\nI was that clown standing too close to that inferno
\nI’ll get burned to a crisp catching a flaming child
\nin my fragile hands
\nHanding it to that lady begging for her child to survive
\na hundred more children died
\ntheir screams melt into my pounding head
\nBut I’m relishing in my dancing fingers
\nflying, crashing, burning<\/em>
\nI’m already speeding up
\nwashing the old out
\nand flushing my system with the new
\nThe waves of energy leak through my pores
\nMakes them big and unattractive
\nMakes the boys run away
\nand gives the girls hives
\nI’m oozing yellow like a pimple
\nThen I finally fall down on red<\/p>\n

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I’m jumping off a long high rise into a cauldron of space smashing my head into a glass window full of tiny porcupine needles to feel the thrill in it all This is what it feels like to go into a hyperactive shock Jumping and moving and telling everything all with shaky hands and twitchy … Continue reading “One Giant Failing Leap”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":19,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1172"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/19"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1172"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1172\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2763,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1172\/revisions\/2763"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1172"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1172"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1172"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}