blue sky above,
blue sky below.
euphoric, tumbling through space.
condensation beading up on my body
hair slick with newborn rain,
falling.
eyes struggle to see,
face lashed with wind,
ears popping- complaining about the change in altitude.
the fast change in elevation,
the faster approach of the ground,
impact.
body colliding with earth,
dirt giving way to bones giving way to dirt.
organs obliterated in a second,
lungs smashed flat,
brains scattered in the skull.
leap, fall.
fall, death.
((there were no indents anyway :3))
Thursday, April 16, 2009
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And that is how I want to die. Haha.
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