to kiss the sky

at the first blink
of every day––

is there light?
am i alive?
can i stand up?
is this or that
still working?

we feel
like we’ve never
felt before
& we know
we are well
enough to
go on––

the horizon
has leapt impossibly
it ends
for now
at the bathroom

we love
the taste of
when we brush
our teeth––

we are thankful
to dream

there will be
many more days
for us to kiss
the sky