Settled on the Sky
by Mario Milosevic
Settled on the sky,
I built my house
expansively to bring
those spaces close.
The beanstalk ceilings
where giants lived
explained the ways
of birds for me.
With a rapid heart
beating and a face
tinged red I stretched
my self on the floor.
And looked up to
a wind constructing
worlds strung between
the wooden beams.
The tiles pressing
on my back melted
like warm jelly.
I gulped quietly,
grabbed for some
thing I could not
see in the pillars
of air holding me up.
