free falling

here i am
free falling
sideways
through time

nothing to
hold on to
just space
passing through

whoosh!
my hair swings
toward the past
as if
there was
such a thing

another snapshot
infinite polaroids
stitched together
breath by breath
like a long scarf
the kind
they wrap
around poles
to make them pretty

and still
i’m free falling
prancing sideways
through time
even
past death
and
into

eternity