Friday, September 16, 2011

we're all on the edge now

pretty crowded ledge

the narrow ground keeps crumbling away

and one person slipping off

grabs the ankle of the person next to him

and that person starts going over

and grabs the next ankle

who in turn...

a string of persons hanging on to the one above them

and the last person holding on

has an itch in their armpit

I'm at the bottom of this chain

and feel flames licking up from the abyss below

around my ass

with my eyes on the chain above me

that's faltering...

I wonder what we'll look at to what

Divine Eye is watching

weeping with us

as we plummet

and letting us plummet...

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