Leaping
Skyscraper,
skyshaper,
skysharper...
Don't mind the fall of ascending
for its gravity does the work for you.
A passageway to this wind tunnel is open now,
yet the recoil is still undone.
Leave the rest to the high-rise end,
and embrace your bound to the above.
Copyright © Diana Bosa | Year Posted 2018
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