Stepping Off

This is how it works:
You inch onto the edge of the world
With nothing more than a kite of
Trembling words and a slender string.

You fling yourself into thin air.

Then you write things that desperately
Need more than a line of little cloth strips
Tied to triangles of
Color in a dark tumbling sky.


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