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We Fly

We fly this night as if it were
our falling keeping us afloat,
splitting open with light as we go,
bleeding luminance, as if it were our sheen

that draws us up. Our bodies, slight as shadow,
slide freely as the greased
ghost of cloud. Like children chasing the surf,
we frolic in the curling steam

rising from the towering dark smokestacks.
The blackened buildings below
do not pay us any mind; no cold stares note
our play above the city of still.

We slice the air exuberant,
learning the whims of wind as we go,
each clinging to our own
secret pocket of weightlessness.

There is nothing to this
falling out from ourselves. There is nothing
more real. Like the graceful craning heron,
we arrive to where we reach.

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from Into Light: The Poems of M. D. Friedman, released January 1, 2024

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Mad Dog Friedman | Mad Dog Blues | Peddlers of Joy Lafayette, Colorado

Mad Dog writes from the moment and sings from his heart. His influences include sources as divergent as William Butler Yeats & the delta blues. His songwriting is sincere, simple & often humorous. He has recorded many solo & collaborative projects featuring his spontaneous compositions on harmonica, Native American flute & Theremin. He is also the founder of Mad Dog Blues & The Astral Project. ... more

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