Aeroport

By Gub
(15th of September 2013)

I am tripping
If I close my eyes
I feel the earth's spin
Sounds fall inside a closed wall
The airport windows distorted by fog
And a slowed down rumble
Of passenger's luggage wheels
Echo like thunder
I am here, but not
There, but not
I float in and out of time
A space less
Location less
Face
Travelling forth without continent
My mass is braced for landfall
But I have lost touch with touch
In this soundless fenceless state...

Gyroscope

By Gub
(15th of September)

Tensile thing
This human will
And ratchet tight
The wire
On which
We stand

Balance
Only
Holds
Us
From a fall

Dancing
Back and forth we
Weight shift from
Side to side

An uncertain
Limbo

Some moments
Lithe and lucid
Otherwise lumbered
And misplaced

No place
To rest

The gyro's
Energy

Negating
Energy

The reversed
Spin

Momentum
Stilled

A mountain
Of effort
This life

For the ascent of a pin?

Where We Meet

(the 3rd of October 2013)

The evening kitchen table
A levelling space
To unload the apron of life
Worries held tight to the chest
Emptied of charms
I chase your eyes along alleyways
Carved in the wood-grain
We meet to join our threads together
To bandage the cuts
We find each-other from amidst the day's tumult