small

I can almost feel the earth turn its defiant rotation

sand and dirt swirl and beat down upon my face

fine grains stuck in my eyelashes

the churning in my stomach at the speed of 1000 miles per an hour

Can you feel the wind howling as we soar 

towards the Andromeda galaxy?

the earth is crackling and melting and we only sit

upon its thin crust

My lungs tighten around my spine as I think of that video I saw

on the internet one time zooming out into 

the scale of the universe

Can you sit with me so I can breathe?

I feel so small with my feet planted upon the ground

I brave this desert planet dreaming of flight

and once I touch the clouds I live in fear

failing to crash in a big metal bird

numbers consume me, end me

Can you cover the glow of the clock?

miles, seconds, dates and hours

give me time in this lonely world

the threatening beep of a microwave

I can only give you time in this shriveling world

And I can only give you mine