falling faster

and suddenly I'm falling.
right out from under me the ground has up and disappeared.

this disappearance was reported a long while back,
but each day is as worse as the first.
some impressive ideals once held my heavy feet
yet now they soar freely losing altitude in a hurry.

while smoke drifts away into a night sky barely lit by a crescent moon
a busy mind is assembling the pieces of fractured words.
mending shocked memories
temples abuzz with fragments and the thought of loss

and so I run.
I gain speed. I can't see my feet in front of me.

I'm getting faster.