Friday, April 14, 2017

Wish List

A high spot with a sheer drop
And a blue or star-strewn sky
To gaze up into, the last
Seconds of an existence,
Those are the necessities
For a graceful conclusion,
Along with the trust to fall.

None of that's available
Here, except the brilliant sky.
If a person were to cling
To a crumbling ledge barely
High enough to break a leg,
Would the buzzards prove helpful?
Change quickly or change slowly.

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