Wednesday, April 13, 2016

It could go either way

My toes curl over the edge
I've been staring down too long
It's time
Maybe there's a party down there
Maybe there's friends cheering
Maybe there's cake and balloons
Maybe there's nothing

I hold my breath
Shifting my weight forward,
I close my eyes
It's time
Maybe there's a giant field of sunflowers
Maybe there's birds singing sweetly
Maybe there's good wine and a picnic
Maybe there's nothing

2 comments:

Optimistic Existentialist said...

I love the vivid way in which this was written...great job.

Kimora Saintlee said...

Thank you...I just write exactly how I feel at the time