Somewhere Else

Somewhere Else there in the midtone gray near distance I am eyes open and closed howling outside and in standing or floating at once the cool hydraulic swirl within me chases the horizon out and out in a cloud of tiny metal balls I'm turning over and over the machine pulse is smooth and heavy I drop and bounce along a glass floor rolling perfect sphere the locus of points equidistant from birth and death once there was no time or all time when you look but now it's as if I'm called again to spend today and buy tomorrow to slow the crushing dawn of night to kiss the twilight lips of heaven