off the cliff by Mary Frances Spenceri never know
which words
lead
or how
they follow
or where
the beasts
will roam
only that
they leap
like lemmings
desperate
to be
written
off the cliff
subconscious
streaming
fur and
feathers flying
teeth flashing
eyes
glitter black
i am only
along
for
the ride
12/05/2007 Author's Note: Inspired by recent posts here. Seems like we all feel this! MFS
Posted on 12/06/2007 Copyright © 2024 Mary Frances Spencer
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