Neural Inertia

A mind in motion 

continues on

mustering momentum 

along a preset trajectory

dropping dead weight

watching it splatter 

on the atmosphere below

feeling gravity 

trying to rip me in twain

G forces intending 

to scramble up my brain

finally weightless 

from the racing heart within

spinning in a capsule

sipping droplets 

from the space between

one kicking flip 

I'm sky-dancing 

through cosmic rays

light sparking 

from finger tips

and streaming 

from every open cavity

never slowing 

only ever picking up speed

I keep whipping myself

round and around

if skillfully done

will propel you forward

not topple you 

off of your feet

accelerating towards 

the pulsating light

leaning in 

letting off the controls

riding the wings

of auto pilot

allowing my mind 

full field of expansion

finally touching down

gaining a little traction

making ripples in the glass

tiptoeing in 

the troughs of the waves

spring-boarding past

each tensing step

wringing out 

lengthening musculature

escaping visible breath

an ethereal nimbus

K.B. Silver