Now this world comes into view


Fast rising

And I realize I was falling


Holy fucking shit

Where did this come from

I thought I was dreaming
Now I’m screwed

No hands reach out for mine

I have no parachute

So I’ll tuck and roll at the last moment

Hope for the best

Flying to rest in gravity’s embrace


David Trudel  ©  2012



Filed under Poetry

5 responses to “Falling

  1. Wow…now this one has me thinking:)

  2. I just opened my reader and there you were…lol

  3. David, oh my! This has quite the jolt to it!

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