Jump

All of life is comforting
And unsettling as fairy
Tales. All life is fairy tale,
So don't mock me for greeting
The invisible as I
Cross any bridge with running
Water crosswise underneath.

Either bridges are their cross
To bear or they are bridges'
Crosses, and we are crossing,
Always crossing, both of them.
Here's a spider on my knee,
No idea what spiders mean
To tales. Jump! little lost beast.