trouble

i’m walking a tightrope

the ground not far below

holding my  father's hand

lightly

(I know I’m unco

but it isn’t far to go

and I know

it wont hurt too bad if I fall)

THEN

swiftly, abruptly

the ground falls

away forthwith

and

in the course of a moment

I’m out…

over a cliff!

grip tighter

heart falter

pale-face, whiter

headspace alter

feet swing
from side to side

wobbling,

trembling,

The arc is WIDE

(almost forget I’m holding His hand)

brain

SHOUTING, BLEATING

(insert deafening roar)

WHAT THE FUCK DID I GET ON THIS THING FOR?

…

He's holding my hand

and
I’m in high trouble....

Sure as hope
(and if i'm smart)

I will not let go!