Begin…the rest is easy.

#9 BEGIN

Gaze upon
crinkling starburst
heat swoosh of
dust package
each thing alone amongst each other
filling a crevasse of emptiness.

The mountain is a sleeping
volcano of trinkets
rumbling letters
and notes
revisiting happy words
and reminders
reminders
lists
associations
fading into time
connections lost on a map
to the past
belt hole filled
sandbag

pocket mound paper rising
red bag
blue purse
purple torn ragged
elastic band
jeans
no heel sock
settling.

Reach in.

Begin.

Clasp
pull
buckle through
and cinch loop.
Grasp
one item at a time.
Lean back and
prepare yourself to launch.
Release.
Float through hoop
free to fly
thrown
right along with
parachute seed fluff
rising
into blueness.

Objects form a line now
suspended in air
seeping shapes in the rainbow mist
drop
by
trickle drop
puffy at first
then becoming solid and
swinging dangerously
one behind the next
ready to click
waiting
until
fingertip trips
the trigger
joining everything
in unstoppable
eruption
lava river
round random bends
roller coaster tsunami waves
clearing the landscape
pulsing, cooling.

Breakthrough.

Rush in.
Float in.
Swing
dance
jump in.

Gaze upon
open path newly revealed.

Begin.