Apartment & I

My apartment is a spaceship.
I man the helm and set the course,
as boosters below my hardwood floors
send permeating shockwaves through the soles of my feet.

The walls shake
and light beams through the incongrous cracks
caused by this basement rumbling.
My mind ignites like rocket fuel
as I set imaginative sites on divine destinations.

We fly,
apartment and I.
We are but an instant away.
One serendipidous thought from the source.

Nay, not the source,
The dream.
The ceiling physically and figuratively barriers a beauty on the tip of my tongue yet to be articulated.


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