FINALLY

FINALLY

the ground is calling
blind creatures of the soil
need me
I sense that
cloying feeling

and me — sad inevitability —
headed in that general direction

soon to satisfy
(in intimate fashion)
all those tiny
desires for connection

there
down in
the vertigo

imagining our
small, precious
time together

my time to revel
in close acquaintance that
is different, radically other

a change from all those
macro forces trying their
utmost to shape, define,
dominate me
            as was the case from
first breath
was to
take

farewell to these forces
finally