Monday, March 2, 2009

learning how to fall

I count on you.
I count on you.
When you burn from under me,
I will either levitate in mid-air
Or I will fall, hard.

What of it?
Falling is a precise science,
a worthy exercise.

Let me fall if I don’t understand
how to fly.
I will hit the concrete 7X7X7 times.
And I will repair and heal the same number of times.
Calloused and strong of heart and bone,
levitation will become
obsolete.

2 comments:

William Keckler said...

I like your poetry.

You should post more.

I shoulded you.

A stranger.

Tsk.

Marc said...

Jeez, a stranger read my blog...SHOULD AWAY!!!! LOL!!!
Thanks.