to fall from leaf to leaf

there is a time and a place

for you

nestled somewhere

you’ve landed upon a ledge;

held just correctly between

lazy fingertips I suppose

you could say God’s been crushing you.

no one can see the things you’ve seen.

you are all alone in your understandings;

your high philosophy

your bitterness, your explanations.

there are few who walk away from the dance-hall but even they

are just upon another leaf

falling

somewhere.

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