Underneath me is a rug of coarse fibers
I've held it with all my resolve
For as long as I can remember
If I let go
                 I.
                   Will.
                           Fall.


          I.



                              



                                     Will.






               




                      Fall.




But alas,                    to see what's down there
              I am curious

When I invite you for dinner
I don’t expect you to eat
The table is just as much yours as it is mine
You don’t have to have a good time