I found myself stopped on this bridge

because there are pages of this world

that wrap so tightly around my bones

with vibrations so shakingly strong—

so defenestratingly alive—

that I exit through the window

of my own grand tower,

built as it is from scratch,

brick by brick

And I find myself both falling

and floating

in that blissfully dizzying vertigo

felt by the first astronauts on the moon

And I have not yet stopped falling

Kyle Studstill