running top speed, in darkness
grass and settled rain becomes space
to fly through.
i feel nothing
except what it feels like to be weightless.
spinning.
its like you're about to lift off
like your hands might combust from the force
or hold the power that will draw you from the ground.

you can't cry.
you can't even feel how amazing it really is.
you can only laugh, hysterically, madly,
and laugh more because people think you are truly mad.

falling to the ground at full speed
its should hurt more than it does.
it doesn't hurt.
it does something else.

too bad,
really, too bad
that i can't really tell any of you anything.

i might be able to show you though.