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DO YOU EVER WISH YOU COULD FLY?

By Kalila Bradley

Do you ever wish you could fly?

Not fly upwards

Down

wards

Live

    in the perpetual

             falling

Exist in that

freedom

Where no one can bind you

Only join you

Revel

  in the falling

with you

Where your mind    trails     out     behind you 

Faster and faster

Escaping

from you, from the world

And the chaos,

the carnage, the cutting passion for things you don’t want

They all just d i s s o l v e

First into nothing

And then into calm

And the wind is so loud you can’t hear your own thoughts

Hear them racing faster than you fall

You know you might die

Eventually

At the end of your fall

But isn’t that life?

One big fall into nothing?

Or something…

At least this fall doesn’t hurt on the way down

At least this fall isn’t static, stationary, stuck

You can finally breathe

Without the tension in your head

You can finally see

When the wind’s too fast for the tears to cling

To your eyes

And the gravity strong,

like a mother’s embrace,

like your mother’s embrace

As she’s pulling you in,

It’s electrifying, it’s passion

It’s every sense in your body alive

As you plummet with a smile. 


All you have to do

is 

     step off the ledge


 
 

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