Wishing You Well

I fell in

Toppled over the lip

When I was looking down

Listening for my stone to hit

When I lost balance

And found myself


Beyond where sunlight touches

Dropping past where the bricks turn algae green

Beyond the point where light grows dim

I fell

Until I found that I could stretch

Correct my tumble

Straighten out

And dive

Right in


CLP 29/10/2020


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