The Cliff: A Tall Tale

Don't look down
They say
Starve yourself
Of the unknown

For nobody knows
What's below

I shield my eyes from the cliff
Proclaiming my distrust of the ledge

I sway as the wind
Whispers
Horrifying nothings in my ear

I dare not peak
Lest the bottom I seek

Tensing, I coerce the rock
To become one
With my feet

If earth hears my plea
Safety is guaranteed

I find
To my dismay
That this cliff and I are different matter

Forced into a new plan
To brave the matter at hand

I wriggle my fingers and toes
To commune with the air
And confess that my ability to fly
Was what I doubted from the start

Open eyes
Nowhere to hide

I make eyes at the ungodly drop
Like fornicating with a familiar demon
For the first time

I see you
Now what can you do? 

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