At The Brink

My room and this distance,
awake upon the darkening land,
are one. I travel with it to
possibilities unknown. With
it I become a fearless plane
soaring the deepest pits of
the meadows.
Neighbored by walls which are
limitless in capacity, full of
things that fly too. And
since they fly, they are pups
in this reality. My crafts.
Where below is so