Precipice
I've gone too deepto turn around now
and I wonder
is it worth altering
the balance upon which
I hang
one half above the precipice
the other bad footing
will the slide down
into the abyss
transform me
into a winged creature
or will it consume me
and destroy that
which I've wrought
I wish for the stability
of the ground
which does not shift
but rue it as well
Poetry by grizzedram
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Written on 2013-03-28 at 06:12
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