Sunday, October 21, 2007

High ate us.

I'm going to climb a tree,

to see if I can see the future.
To get my head into the clouds.
And then over the clouds.

To get my head
over the clouds.
Over, over, over,
and out of the clouds.

So I can be proud.

I said,
I understand,
but I think I'll stay on the ground,
and look at the tree,
and I'll just wait for my unknown
to Fall, fall, fall
- on me.

I wonder what it will be.

(As they're both me.)

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