Free Fall
In a free fall i can feel the sky,
Getting thicker as it rushes by,
Though its easier to take a breath,
I can barely fill the space that's left...
It's so turbulent it rushes in,
And I heard it as it burned my skin,
Just the sound it makes during my fall,
Is so profound it fakes an eagles call...
As I open up my mouth to yell,
Getting closer to an earthly smell,
All the people that are looking high,
Think a bird of prey is passing by...
If I'm fast enough then they won't see,
The approach as my velocity,
Shakes the steeples of the rectory,
As it changes my trajectory...
So if you hear the church bell ring,
Turn around before the choir sings,
And then watch the skyline touch the ground,
As it burn's a path as I come down...
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