i lean back staring up
as my eyes unfocus
everything begins to blur
and the ceiling lowers towards me

                          or am i rising

the thought hovers above me
between the light and i
as i find the answer doesnt matter
but im not sure i could have found one
if it did

empty space before my eyes
mapped to fit the empty space
between my ears
as i slowly lose contact

                          or my sense of touch

i let the moment wander away
as time passes the ceiling looms
and i feel breath catch in my throat
as my head hangs back too heavy to move
or even care