Cascade
you fade
and fall into
the darkness.
Like a piece of art
hanging
From a string
From the ceiling
Legs crossed
and lights
down
low.
There was a risk
there
somewhere
amongst
and between
this floor
beneath
my
feet.
Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 4:55 AM UTC
Cascade
you fade
and fall into
the darkness.
Like a piece of art
hanging
From a string
From the ceiling
Legs crossed
and lights
down
low.
There was a risk
there
somewhere
amongst
and between
this floor
beneath
my
feet.
