Too Close To the Tracks
I teeter and I slip, sliding
Terrified, and yet excited
On the edge of something dangerous
An abyss is waiting, dare I let go?
Adrenaline races through me
I take another step but this time I am running
toward my dubiously dangerous destiny,
which fear cannot keep me from enjoying
Don’t get that close to the tracks! I hear in my head
The whistle of a train is coming right around the bend
I begin to limp, knowing my foot will get stuck
And I will soon die.
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