Thursday, January 04, 2007

Falling in the rain

I deserve the element of surprise?
A trapeze artist walking the tight-rope;
I've been unmistaken!
Not for fear:
I fall.
I have been implicated.
It is imperative that I manifest,
age comes with wisdom,
- not, that it's the other way around. -
Not in contesting the obvious.
I need a new plan
for no fear of falling
into the genies bowl.
Much little more is left
to be desired.
No less than it is of
a privilege.
This gift an epistemology.
The freedom of right in
my thought.
When I collapse from the brink of disaster,
I know what I do not believe in.
The best paper-made boat afloat,
on my isle of broken dreams.

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