up and up

A boat in the sky.
I'll catch it someday, I will.
I'll latch on to it's low-flying anchor
and I'll climb til I reach the top.
What a climb it will be.
the birds will mock
and the airplanes will watch.
But that won't stop my climbing.
my palms will be burnt,
no blood in my biceps.
I will see every city
from my place on the rope.
I will look down to the ocean.
I will evaporate with it
up to the clouds
through the clouds.
Find my boat.
The sky as my company.
So many pulls.
And
after so many hours
so many days
I will reach that boat.
With the last of my strength
and the last of my will.
On board I will stand.
I've no guessing clue
what awaits for me there.
But we'll see,
I guess we'll see.

Give me a boat and I'll sail it.
Give me a class and I'll fail it.
Give me a sock and I'll pair it.
Give me a ring and I'll wear it.

My heart skips to beat it.

All the time in the world would never be enough.
There were some years ahead
little behind
a shortish span. a ticking hand.
perhaps too long
perhaps not at all.
timepiece within reach
a tiny prayer
I hurry here, I hurry there.
blood used to run slow.
but here comes the rush.
never enough
never enough
I have never stopped
I never will
give me time?
I hurry still.
I do see things
to my left and to my right
I watch them,
I watch them blur
a dizzying sight.
The clock ticks so fast,
My heart skips to beat it.
Molasses is the clock
if I'm quick to defeat it.
The hand's paralysis.
A deafening tick.
Beating time,
beat the time.
longer days
cannot quit.
Give me time
and I will sit.