Unpossible

And the clouds part with no sound

and we all come down to the ground

floating

lightly

landing

in the yellow and blue springtime meadow

where the grass grows to the river's edge

and the scents of lemons and limes can be heard

And we all land

in the meadow

lonely and tired

and confused

And we soon walk away

* * *

And there I saw you

dancing in palest of whites

in a shadeless dress

thin as a whistle

though I saw right through you

You danced to yourself

to no music, and to no notice of me

While the purple lights surrounded you

and me, as I found myself perched atop a marble awning

bolted to the purple carpet wall

with silver chains

I saw you from below

feeling the asunder sound amplifier vibrating with intense beats

dancing to nothing

and nothing, and nothing

* * *

Then she came and got me

the little old woman who always appears

Draping her arm around me, leading me by candle light

into a deep mass of purple and gray

"This way," said she.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked

She said nothing

And nothing was said

* * *

I woke up and fell asleep to the sounds of laughter

All of them, in silent conversation

in the bushes I waited and waited to know what to do

I could go to where all the tall trees are

the trees that tower over anything that is not a tall tree

but they're not trees at all

very large hedges

And soon I was at the edge of the pool

The purple gel that was in it

just like water

Gaup

they called it

all of them

in their quiet and motionless laughter, haunting the omniscentness

I jumped into the Gaup, holding my breath

I saw others in it too

they seemed to be breathing, under the water, so I let go

I flowed through the Gaup, like the wind on the meadow's tall tall grasses

and when I emerged

it was as if I had been holding my breath the entire time

and everything was black

white

and simple grays

* * *

In the very tall hedges I was

cut by their sharp branches and stung by their thorns

Taking myself to a more upright stand I saw what the very tall hedges were for

The very tall hedges made a labyrinth of pure confusion

with the sky as black as black things and fireworks lighting up the sky in red

the fading back to black

Then I walk and I see you

waiting for me, you said

Then like we had before in a dimly lit room

where the world makes sense

and the universes make no sense

of themselves while we make sense of that world

you kissed me, long and sweetly

your freckled cheeks taking the shape of an innocent and sorry smile

as I brush the orange hair out of your face and we walk

into the fog that crept from the very tall hedges

and found the way out

Out of whatever reality we had been in that moment

and into the one of the next moment's

and the moment after that

but not in reverse

* * *

The meadow was how they came

down from the clouds and down from the seas

the mountains in the faint background did not exist

as entirely as something as scenic should look

In the middle of the meadow

lived a tall tree

They all went to the tree, smelling its flowers and tasting it's lovely leaves

The leaves tasted like honey

honey and almonds and walnuts and pecans

but once they touched the leaves, they would melt

and not ever be tasted

But how they would try

in their insanity to taste the leaves that clung to the tree

If it were autumn, the leaves would fall, and they could be caught in the mouth

but the springtime meadow had no knowing of autumn

so they lived in empty attempts to make sense of themselves

often giving up

and sleeping again in the tall tall grass, where the springtime wind would blow

blowing all the way out to sea

* * *

Beyond the meadow there is a road

a flat orange dirt road, leading to wherever it stops

or starts or decides to do either

The cornfields on the lefts and rights of the road grew as high as the tall tall grasses

towering over everything

sometimes thinning out to flat and barren dirt

where only rocks

and the curve of the earth can be seen

from either side

And then the wood piles up

a fortress of military instruction

Within are obstacle courses and withstantion tests

to measure fitness for military might

The first course is easy

climb over the wall, up the rope, down the rope, under the wire,

over the wire, though the wire,

wrapped in wire

There is no second course, as there were already two edges of the road,

putting militaristic efficiency over redundancy

The third test is the death test

They swing large yellow metal rods at you

from a chain and overhang, as a battering ram would make the same motion

impaling you in the stomach and lungs and heart and neck

and of course you die and you can see yourself do it

They take you home, down the dirt road,

emptied of its corn by now, the cloudless blue desert sky smiling down on the day,

arriving at your house, which is off the road a few distances

leaving you on your front doorstep

in a bloody heap of body parts

And it is all as if you are seeing it yourself

though a pair of misplaced binoculars

* * *

And then the meadow begins to grow cold

the colours, coloures, and colors of the sky begin to fade

the clouds turn gray

and the flowers black

The tall tall grasses shrink into the ground and they are exposed

still peacefully sleeping

The tree in the meadow's middle begins to lose its leaves

fortunate for the few who aren't sleeping, as they taste them

But they only taste vinegar and salt

The sweet river;s water shifts its flow upward

flowing into the sky all at once

And then just as if the world had walls, the meadow's scenery caved in

and left them in nothing but an infinite gray box

* * *

The scenery of the meadow returns

and they are awoken by it

no one but the few know what had just happened

and they hadn't any idea of what it meant

and was dismissed

The sky glowed brighter

and the river flowed faster

the leaves tasted sweeter, but were still out of reach

The tall tall grasses waved in the wind, fanning the sleepings under it

Then the youngest of them came marching toward the tree

soon his feet were off the ground, still he kept his pace,

and appeared to be walking up stairs

The others then were able to follow

And soon everyone was in mid air, flying, could be said

* * *

Then we all floated up into the clouds

where the skies end

and the infinities begin