Balance on the edge of the seductive abyss
The ecstasy of illusory flight
Freefall.
Rocks and waves and sand and
Black, black agony
Numb.
Aching stone.
Hanging in the air
Looking down
Spinning
Whirling
Dancing
Screaming and laughing and crying and
Loving and hating
Down and up
Into the dark, into the light
Won't hit the rocks 'til tomorrow
It's ok.
Emptiness and black
Ecstasy.
Dragging out
All the way up
Out, out, out
Walked away from sweet temptation
Of simulation
Stimulation
Consideration...
Disturbingly cloying.
Hello.
- I am a tree-rabbit.
- Sometimes I write things. They're rough and they're seldom decent, but they're things-- sort of. Feedback is very welcome.
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