The builders got it wrong... They made the deep window sill On the other side of the window.. Perhaps it was supposed to be Of architectural significance And not for sitting at all But I sit, My back to one side, My toes pointing shyly at the other... Knees up. I fit so cozily and Suddenly I am in a box Opening to the world,
I'm on a ledge, essentially. I like the excitement; The possibility, That at any moment I could simply lean too far, shifting my weight As I read And I'd crash down, And hit the ground, Diminishing into this ****** world. And it would look suicidal, And that could be true.