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[title] => Fast-Track
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[hometext] => There's really only one way to find out. (Author's Note: I make no claim to any sense being in this poem. Sometimes it just happens.)
[bodytext] => . . . . - ( You start with nothing: Nothing to gain, nothing to lose Nothing to hide, nothing to show-- A lot of nothing, (Which is still nothing.) High, high above the tops Of men, where mice Are no more miniscule And top-level executives Are eye-level (at best), You start. To wonder, or wander, The wonder of wander Because breathing without moving Is suffocating in yourself in the past. Hop, skip, and a step Simplicity being no simple thing to achieve Would haves and could haves and should haves As you stare forty stories down in the face. And the world turns sideways, Or upside down, and from a different angle Flashing before your eyes Is just some corny euphemism For the way things look at terminal velocity. So you close your eyes, you’re so close And suddenly, there is no down, No up, no wrong, and you wonder If this is the closest We’ll ever come to flying. —And then you realize, falling isn’t so scary Because falling means the world wants to catch you, Even if no one else will ). [comments] => 4 [counter] => 375 [topic] => 71 [informant] => EternitysLyre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => secrets )
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