Sky and Brain

Expansion from the bottom of my rounded nostrils, to what feels like the freshly opened door to my brain. In a stance so tall, back arched as hard as a cresent moon and arms folded like triangles fingers interlocked to my forehead, but not blocking my site. A soft sun still waking the world however fast time truly flies. Starving for more air but no more yawns I'm as awake as sharks in need of feeding. Time for a calm and relaxing break atop this newly summited peak full of navajo colored dusty dirt. Breaths getting longer as the sun gets taller with no extremities coming from its gumball tasty look. Sitting in patience with fragile ideals eyes closed making the day into night with a touch of the TV seeming to be on in the distance. So little light enters my eyes giving me meditated perfection so to not drown out the cotton-like touch of my in-tune, deep thought genius constellations. Outside this real outside world capturing small weep's, not that of human babies or dogs, but weep's that go with a bird's wing flap one at a time. Time slow, thought processing is like a studied pop quiz aced seven times straight no word written out of place. Jammed so hard into the earth and its nature of purity, so pure the oxygen multiplies red blood cells faster than a flower's growth. In place longer than anticipated needing to decent as the sun and moon float in unison parallel across the bleeding pink and white clouds. Sunset coloring the blue atmosphere portrayed black from outerspace a deep pink, light blue, and some crazy touch of purple and crimson mixture. A paced hike down to the moon gaining more grayish, white color and more distinct dimples as if it were lit from under a miscroscope.