i am straight trippin'
over a yawning abyss
resembling the throat and rotten teeth
of some guy
who doesn't take hygiene very seriously
the view is
well
not the best
and i sort of wish those eagles from the lord of the rings would
come and grab me from the precipice at the last
minute
so i don't fall in
and get digested by a large man
but i don't believe in fairy tales
unless i also believe in the bad, horrible ones too
and i believe in luck
but i believe that waiting around for it to strike is cruel
and i really wish i had a goddamn tomato in my fridge
because i want to make salsa or clam chowder
or whatever the fuck would taste the most like
opening christmas presents
i just skydived a little
and in the morning i'm going to
dust myself off
wash the blood out of my eyes
reset my broken legs
and get back to walking up the mountain i just jumped off of
because that's what you do
or you don't do anything
gute nacht
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