Tuesday, January 3, 2012

breathing under a patient sun

Breathing under a patient sun
On the edge of a precipice
A vastness of land opens before you
Waiting for you to jump.

You are drawn into the unknown
But rooted to the earth
Strands of energy clinging to you
Where you stand.

Whispers of promise
pull you from a distance
your fists clench
your heart pounds in your chest.

Each beat
like a distant thunder clap
tells of a storm brewing within

The gravel crunches underfoot
jolts behind your kneecaps
the heat from a beast at your back
warm, pungent breath on your neck.

You stand on the edge of the precipice
safer with the devil you know
but wise enough to realise
you need to jump.

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