Say yes

The trussing and the binding and the strapping and
the submerging
the disappearing under
the plunging down
the hard down pushing through the pressure.

Travel through that place, your yes for company. Weightless, you tread lightly.

Silvered flashes, brittle branches. Sharp teeth bared, tails flicked and left wanting. Electric. Ecstatic.

Sand melts to glass, reflecting. Swallow glossed air, gulping.

The horizon shifts its curve. Breathe deep. Start walking.