On My Way To the Edge of the World

on my way to the edge of the world the angels swoop down like hungry birds the roar is my heart in love soon the sky breaks forth the sirens' song and the sound of wings reverberate through out the great expanse expanding, the rays of sun invading on my way to the edge of the world where I have no direction up or down where the trails lead to oblivion and the Andalusian dog can be found. on my way to the edge of the world furious angels coax us to jump, to surrender to the wind, the sky, the ocean the wind whips my hair and the sky collapses into the sea when I throw my self over I am free and the roar is like a song and the hand I reach for holds me and the birds are like angels singing and I no longer know the difference between what is and what is not Big Sur 12/2011