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.
About the Author: Mario Milosevic’s poems have appeared in many print and online journals, and in the anthology Poets Against the War. He lives in Washington State, where he works as a small town librarian. He has published two collections of poems,Animal Life and Fantasy Life.
Copyright © 2004 by Mario Milosevic. The poem first appeared in Fantasy Life (published by Ruby Rose's Fairy Tale Emporium) and not be reproduced in any form without the author's express written permission.