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
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