we'll check our chutes, and step
out into the curve of the world
we fall to a field in the west
the little mice shall look up
and the big kangaroos scatter
when I believe we land together
a few ales in the public house
where there will be silence
about the emptiness of space
when we finally go home
there is unaccountable laughter
we make love and fall asleep
and do it all again tomorrow?
ReplyDeleteWe'll all go down together.
DeleteCan't wait to reach the stratosphere- sounds appealing and utopian:)
ReplyDeleteYes :)
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