I Look So Small From Up Here

fame, you ***** it was you who taunted us we walked on razor sharp blades of grass gras p ed at straws covered in white dust inside on the surface on the surface we used the word art and crapped on it like so much hay hey we did it every day in every way without a kiss we fornicated on the carpet where we rehearsed our play that was when well that was when we jumped from the edge from the cliff when our bodies crashed into the rocks and even a rock garden punctures through the layers and layers of skin of flesh of tributaries of bone layers and layers of blood of platelets of cells of liquid…life landed from a hundred yards up. it was you on my mind and you know we didn’t die when we jumped from our school from the edge when our bodies transcended matter like spirits and spirits was our addiction the smoke the pills the blotters the powder you caught my eye and we let our schooling get in the way of our love what we loosely called our art but i did fall i fell hard the day i spiralled quickly d o w n from the rock where i stood and you know you were you are the edge and you know it’s you the day i fell you i fell for and me who took the fall from my my my oh my