The Fall I Never Feared

From "At The Edge Of The Riddle"

By Jack Joseph Smith

The Fall I Never Feared Though lost in time Don't say I did not see anything devine Stumbled over the rocks Haunted by broken glass Staying insane Seconds on a stop watch There staring at the pain You must see the likelyhood that I had evolved into ghost I had taken the wind to task and done what no sane man would I guess the wind just searched me down So its curiousity could see around the place where I had gone and find out what I had found I thought I had turned This wind in my favor Which I certainly had on many more than deserved occasion Though ten thousand times too much, I did lend my soul to bad behavior And thus to accomplish. to be near enough to touch. the structural gift There I set sail against The joining of something The bowing to anything The accepting or the being accepted There I was never to leave myself open or up to question Or worse to have to admit That most often I could not match the wind To go as high as we desired Which of course would be alone and on our own To rise over the disreguard of disaster Until dear and humble life had no chance of ever being seen again