when you astral travel try to remember that you are afraid of heights

every night a stairway appears
in my sliding glass doors
all the souls along with me
 are at the bottom
sometimes a light appears
in the crack of the door
at the top
it emits the green of a glow stick
hands beckon me 
but I stay

last night I slept on the couch
I astral traveled to a place 
where I was smothered in feathers
and pushed until I fell
 back into my body
felt like I was suffocating
but my heart has a heavy
sadness that keeps me
in place

when I dream
my body never comes along
it is a vacation
without the baggage
of limbs

whoever calls me for a visit
never lets me stay
they pour information
into my psychic ear
with one of those old 
ear horns 
a joke my grandpa
 might tell

then they push me down
until I drown back in to
the trappings of my skin

souls float beside me
 like a school of fish
forever frowning 
like this is serious business

there is a place
that looks like something out of a doctor
suess book or doctor who
but far more terrifying
 a desert with faceless  black winged giants
that carry you to sand mountains 
 with hole shaped caves filled with souls
they might be trapped there I don't know
I just scream to hear my own echo
like the fool that I am
I listen to the echo of my name

 while all the disembodied eyes blink
a few follow me home

I wake up to an entity 
punching my chest
paranormal cpr
I guess I went somewhere too long
the fall made me dizzy
still I am annoyed
​that my trip was cut short
then I remember
that I am afraid of heights