Brother and I leaned out over the railing
the safety net cutting our vision into a grid.
"WATCH THIS." he cautioned
spitting something disgusting
to hit or be hit on it's way
eight hundred feet down.
I swung my right shoe through the glass
and watched his eyes widen
as I climbed through the teeth
and up onto the metal
to walk
tippy toe
on some sheer surface.
"Oh yeah? Watch this!"
Author notes
once upon a time,
we were not afraid of heights.
[Hank had a bad dream, after we went to the very top of the John Hancock tower, that I jumped off and he was suddenly an only child.]
A contest entry
- behind the city by flight.
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This is deffinatly a different view from the picture
that I hadn't thought of before, thank you for that
You forgot to put your allpoetry screen name into the authors notes...(look at the rules again)
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This is absolutely rad as fuck. I love it.
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oh. don't jump off tall buildings please.
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Wow. Ha this is cool, I like just the flung out casual way its said. Written, but seems like your just telling me a story of a dream. Awesome.
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this was really crazy.
the sheer thought of someone not being afraid of heights brings an interesting backdrop to this. i wish the best
♥
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i love this.
AHHH keep writing this flow is good for you.
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