The Space Between Earth and Sky (Edt #1)

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Between the ropes on the tarmac
and this panoptic position,
there is a narrow space
that lasts for just the twinkling of an eye,
or three days at most, if you point to the Sun.
It has been my experience that this 
band is only passed through during 
takeoff, but when the earth recalls your mind through body,
every effort to stay high is like a chick fallen from its nest -
flailing and flapping with panicked precision
until you return to the dirt with sudden grace.

Between the limits of the earth
and the panoptic sky,
there is a narrow space
that lasts for just the twinkling of an eye,
or three days at most, if you can hold it.
It has been my experience that this 
band is only passed through during 
takeoff - to lift you by the arms and carry you,
but when the earth recalls your mind through body,
every effort to grab it looks like a chick fallen from its nest -
flailing and flapping with panicked precision
until you return to the dirt with sudden grace.