PARACHUTE

I stood in a howling threshold

over the earth down below

then someone kicked me

and I was airborne


and as the plane disappeared

I grabbed hold of the cord

and as I plummeted

I looked at the earthly vista


the chute may fail

and I'll smash to the ground

or it'll open

and I'll float down with this sky


and this patterned land and this horizon

so firm in my eye that it will be me the rest of my days....






Content (c) 2008-2014 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.

Content (c) 2008-2014 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.