Thursday, April 7, 2016

Day 07: Bridges, Walls and Dams

Bridges, Rock Walls and Dams

Like birds on a wire
or lemmings on a ledge,
people peer over,
as if at a hedge.
The air is floating,
like in that dream,
where base jumpers
leap into canyons,
catching an airstream.
But me, I am grounded.
A dead weight,
I would not fly;
but sink like a
blood-filled stone.
I would not die.
I would only
break a few bones,
thus.. I would never try.

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