Poem 446








The further that
you have to leap..
The easier it is
to fall.
And it’s a long
way down..
before you hit
the ground below.

The good thing is
that free-fall
gives you much time
to reflect..
upon the choices
that you’ve made
before you leapt.

Before your every bone
is crushed to pieces
by the loving hug..
of Death.

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