I Became Awake

I became awake from a very dark place
A patchwork of fear of poorly conceived ideas
With a blister of water, the mark of working hands
Ready to catch or cut, the senses aligned
The animal urgency and voices picked up
Flowing over the static, late, quiet

I became awake - fingers are open, eyes, they are open
The firing of images, an orchestra of scribbles
The guts of an engine, the veins of a leaf
Light onto paper exposed
A filament in a bulb up above or in the ground
Together we are magic, together we are dreaming
Together we reach endlessly the centre of a seed
So full of possibilities

I became awake, I thought I was sleeping
But I was only forming a structure with no ceiling
With words like a runway, a cloud of a person drifting away
I was heavy, but now I am light
I was heavy, but now I am light